Strewn across the gravestone of a lost love,
stricken with grief,
thoughts rushing through my head,
telling me of what i must do,
to be reunited with my one and only love,
the blades pierce my skin,
feeling like the thorns of a thousand roses,
as my blood stains your pearl white headstone,
i weep,
and as my tears mix with my blood,
in a mixture of relief and sadness,
i cut harder and deeper,
draining my pain,
as my blood boils over the red rim,
i can feel myself fading away,
the world is growing darker,
becoming more distant,
and as i lay strewn across your gravestone,
covered in my own life force,
i speak with my last breaths,
"Soon my love"
Author notes
SUICIDE MISSION
Sorry if its not really what you want,
i tried, really i did,
but i have a bit of writers block
A contest entry
- REALLY Not For The Weak: Ultra-Deluxe Suicide-Edition by Immortal Obscurity.
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Comments
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Well, you tried... I'll give you an A for effort, since the emotion is there, but the poem itself is worth about a C-minus. It has a couple bright spots, but, as a whole, it is incredibly contrived and 'emo', which is the opposite of what I was looking for.
Better luck next time. -
Ok, I love hit, because it is something I have honestly done before...
Right after my lover died...
wow,
so real...
"and as i lay strewn across your gravestone,
covered in my own life force,
i speak with my last breaths,
"Soon my love""
Yep, brilliant!!!
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good luck babe.
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