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Erik Farris


Jacksonville, FL, US

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When Death Comes


Erik Farris

Death comes in all forms and shapes
Either by knife,gun,and even rape.
When death comes it's swift like the night
And death is one thing you can not fight.
When death comes he causes grief and despair
It doesn't matter who you are Death don't care.
You can be young and strong or old and frail
When death comes it's grip is as hard as a nail.
No matter what people will always die in this life
When death comes in his black robe carrying his scythe.
I don't care if you say you're not afraid of him
when death comes he will make your lif dark and grim.
So be very afraid of the deadly midnight creeper
Who will always be known as the Grim Reaper.



Erik Farris

I'm sitting here depressed thinking about my mom
Also trying not to cry and trying to stay calm.
Cause when I see my mom in any kind of pain
It breaks my heart and tears fall like rain.
I love my mom with all my heart and soul
And no matter what she does I'll never be cold.
I could never hate my mom no matter how much I want to
Just hate the things she does and love her is all I can do.
Why did she have to go and do something that dumb
She's hurting me on the inside,thats why I feel numb.
Can someone please tell me what I can do to help her
I'm afraid she might die soon and leave my life forever.
I wish my mom understood how much she's hurting me inside
If I ever lost her I would curl up into a ball and die.
So mom if you read this I really want you to know
I love you so much and I don't want to see you go.

I dedicate this poem to my mom who I love and care for so much.Who I don't want to see die for any reason but old age.