She stands looking into the mirror
as if she could see into her soul
she holds the life within her hand
looking down she takes note that it
is still there.
As she gaves upon the object that
resides within her palm she wonders
will it stop that which cries out
in her heart, with in her very soul,
love touched her but can she hold it.
Where ever he was today she hoped
he knew that her heart would
go on for him even after this change
that would take place within the
room that she now stood.
Looking once more to the object she
held within her hand she turned from
the mirror giving it one more glance
as she went from it to the chair
that was in the room.
Sitting in the chair she placed the object
that she held with in her hand to her lips
opening her mouth to allow it entrance
one last glance at his picture she
pulled the trigger.
BANG the gun went off and her brains
splattered all over the wall and floor
walking through the door he saw
what she had done, he fell to his
knees in tears.
Author notes
I don't know if this was what you were looking for but meh here it is.
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A contest entry
- I wanna hear about pain.... by boydamaged.
550 points, ended March 3, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Fire of your mind by DestiniesTwined.
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Comments
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Thank you for entering my contest. I wish you much luck.
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WOW. That was intense, deep and different from most anything I have ever read. You made me want to read me just to find out what was in her hand and what was going to happen. You told me a story and you made me feel. Great job, thanks for entering and good luck.
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Pretty good.
I liked it.
But I thought the ending stanza could have been done much better. It almost seemed childish. Not that I'm calling you childish, that's just my interpretation of the end.
But nonetheless, still an excellent poem. I hope you do well in the contest!
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