A cold idea is slowly formed,
A way out of this mess,
It’s the easy way out, I admit
But I couldn’t care less.
I go through the motions,
I have acquired what I need,
It's time to get going,
It's time to proceed.
I have found my stage,
And the scene is set,
This will be the play,
That no one forgets.
I step off the stage,
And step into mid air,
The stage is 20 stories high,
Pedestrians below beware.
I’m coming down faster,
Its like flying in a dream,
But I can see the people,
And I can hear the screams.
But like any dream,
It has to come to an end,
What this cold idea has brought,
About is, my final descend.
I say good bye to my family,
You are way better off,
I hope you understand this gesture,
I just hope it is enough.
I have time for one last thought,
Before I hit the ground,
Is this going to hurt a lot?
It didn’t, I found.
Author notes
the different ways to commit suicide...
tabbykat10988
A contest entry
- Truth Of Life contest round THREE (invite only) by xandercheerios.
1000 points, ended July 31, 2007, 13 entries
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Comments
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"acquired" don't forget the C. Same verse (2) Both should be It's with the apostrophe. Neither of those things will affect how I judge it. BUT in verse 4, your rhythm kinda gets a little jittery. But the ending, I LOVE, so masochistic, my favorite way to live! TabbyK, you still do impress me with your work! Great job... luck? Who needs luck with this talent?
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Very well rhymed and so sad. I think that everyone wonders if their family is better off without them at some point. Great write :]
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it's really sad when you think about the subject matter. but it's a really good poem.
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