Uninvited dark, twisted thoughts of self-destruction invade my mind.
Drowning in liquor no longer numbs my misery.
Not like before.
Pop a few morphines in hopes it will rip you out of my heart.
But no, still I feel the pain.
Sleep is good.
To sleep forever would be bliss.
To never have to wake up alone again.
As this cold steel knife pierces through my skin, thoughts of you force their way into my head.
"just go away"! I cry.
Thursday you left me in the rain.
Cold and crying.
I cut deeper.
I feel the warmth of my blood as it drips down my arm.
Like my love for you, so warm and comforting.
I want to drain my veins of this love.
A love so poisoning I need it out.
But I'd do anything just to hear you say "I love you too".
As my blood spills, why do I still feel pain?
Is there no way to rid myself of this unbearable feeling inside?
I cut deeper.
Thursday you left me in the rain.
Just drove off.
No looking back.
Vision is starting to blur.
Head feels lighter.
Still I cry.
I cut deeper.
Slowly moving to lie on the cold, tiled bathroom floor.
Lids are heavy.
And as the last of my tears roll down my face,
My eyes close.
Sleep is good.
Your face, it haunts me.
I love you....
...."I love you too"
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Very dark, indeed. I'm not saying that's a bad thing
I really enjoyed the repeat lines, they help solidify the meaning and make the points memorable. I think we all have felt this way at least once, and for those that haven't, well, it feels alot like what's written here.
Great write & thanks for sharing
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I tend to stray to the dark side a lot. I feel I write better with dark emotions. But that's just me. Thanks so much for reading my friend.
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wow. that is very powerful and emotional.... and almost made me cry at the end. this is a great poem, and you do a great job getting yer message across to your readers ^^ fabulous.
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Thanks for reading.
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