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My Last Moments





Staring into the face etched in the mirror.
The eyes own such a sunken black lifeless glare.
They burn at me with such a knowing hatred.
Yet I am not afraid,
my soul is yearning for an end.
It cant take this diseased life I live,
and my failed attempts to self-destruct.
Darkness begins to set,
my breathing stops,
and the coldness slowly settles in.
A new beginning is now in site.

For I passed the end when people stopped caring.


Author notes

This might not make since to anyone else because its just a bunch of blabber but thats just a feeling I had as I looked into the mirror last night.
Written March 2nd, 2005

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  • tatteredheartxx
    November 25, 2005
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    Deep and meaningful

    This poem is very deep and conveys such a sense of despair in so few lines. The heavy words such as disease that you use add a feeling to this poem that cant be described in words. Well done on this poem you have created a good style and give meaning to meagre words.

  • sweetypie101
    March 2, 2005
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    heart-renching

    Baby i dont even know what to say to this one... all i know is that i will do ANYthing, anything, whatever it takes, to take this pain away from you. I don't want you to ever feel like this, it's not fair and its not true. I love you so much, i wish there was some way i could show you, prove it to you, that would make you believe it deep down in your soul, someway i could keep you happy even when i'm not around. I wish that your belief in me didnt diminish when we're apart and your loniless and black thoughts take over... i wish i could make everything better for you babe, make you see how beautiful and wonderful you are, how perfect. Make you see how much i love you, how much the people that you dont think do, really care about you.
    i wish i could let you see yourself through my eyes, so that you would see how much potential you have, how beautiful your soul really is, how much i want to be able to erase all your self hatred and self doubt...
    I love you babe , i hope that someday all of my wishes will come true... keep penning it babe, you write amazing things, if it wasnt by you i would love an embrace this poem, but my unrepentent fear of losing you only lets me look upon it with pain and longing, longing for you to love yourself enough to truly love me...
    ... Now and Forever ....
    By your side..

    *~Allegra~*
    Edited on Mar 02, 9:39 p.m. because 'my red roses were dying'.


  • leftoverinterest
    March 2, 2005
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    I liked this poem, how you expressed this feeling without all the cliched ways to actually "do" it. That gets a little tiresome but this is good stuff, nice write.
    left over interest