dearest bananna peel
what is this life
why does it sting
is it my given right
I need to know
where does it end
this fucking throbbing
this spinning in my head
the pulse of worms
digesting my flesh
as I rot into nothing
beauty in death?
peircing feelings
walking on needles and pins
when you stab at me
what are means to an end
this is suicide
the thought forever cold
the gift that you give
of a truth untold
can I emerge and make a new?
should I start over
can I repair what I have
in need of a breakthrough
I close my eyes and begin to subside
I see the bright light of an angels eyes
realizing that now is not my time
I wait for morning and rise to the tide
Author notes
even if you hate this poem
don't kill yourself
someone else will just have to clean it up
and no one needs that
A contest entry
- Stop my sun setting(quickie)will judge with the setting of the sun new Zealand time. by Kindredblood.
1000 points, ended September 4, 2007, 3 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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How come the comments for this poem get sent to my messages??? I didn't write this.
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Nope dont hate it at all, I like the poem, gives me another view of life, and these days my view is kinda dim, won't say why, as no one needs to know whats pulling me down.
I see your words, and it is in a way how I am feeling, and and I like the way your poem paints with well chosen words a picture that can be seen two ways.
Thank you for entering my contest
And good luck
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