I plummet
And feel the pain
It feels like a thousand knives
Plunging there cold steel in to my icy heart
I gasp for breath I’ve never felt this before
The pain is exquisite
It numbs every inch of my body
The darkness is calling my name
Forever willing to purge my heart and soul clean
I struggle to keep my eyes open to dispel the darkness
I succumb to it at last
And my eyes shut for the last time
I feel a holy warmth Grasping my arm
I can sense the strength
My eye burst open
But there is a new peace in me
It warms my heart
And mends my soul
I sense my troubles easing out of me
All my pain and misery drains out of me
I am finally free
I am stumbling skyward
Author notes
a poem i wrote on the school bus. i live in maine and maine winter are very cold and i saw a lake with a huge chunk of ice missing in the middle and i got the idea for the poem. well hope people like it
A contest entry
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what do you think
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maine winters are cold....they suck. but this doesn't. i like it.
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What a beautiful write, a great entry for this contest. A perfectly penned write with great flow and good imagery. Thank you for the entry. Keep the pen flowing...the pleasure was all mine.
Nevadapoet
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Much of your beginning seemed a tad cliche. 'thousand knives' 'pain exquisite' etc. This is obviously a very difficult thing to write about, sometimes that comes across in writing. Best of luck!
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i really like your wrighting
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wow, it starts out so dark and the hope and good just jumps out at you when you get to it. Great write man
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niiiice poem bout heaven, although i don't believe in it ;p
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