In between sleep and Death by John Di Rosa     I stand by idly and watch the seconds and hear the heart beats and count the breaths in between sleep and death Volumes of ages pass my hearth in mere seconds and I feel the years cut loose from memory and draw sorrowful tears solitude weighs heavy long thought lost memories surface for a glimpse quickly dispel like mist and take with them my reason to exist     More about this author Discuss this poem in the Community Forum     Fantastic Horror Issue #6 Page Top