I am dead now cant you see
The light in my eyes has left
The darkness has settled
My bones are eternal cold
My blood is now stagnate
I shall never get another day
But I didnt want another
Not even a minute longer
So I took the knife blade
The one you stabbed me with
And pushed it in a little farther
Till the tip bit my heart
There was so little pain
That I didn't feel mentally
The burden of living left me
And I took my last full breath
My eyes locked open
I was staring at the sky
My hand's grip went slack
The note I wrote fell away
The wind picked it up
I'll never know about that
You didnt get to see the words
That would never end your grief
The ink was scattered
Ran with the next rain
Bleeding words, epistemic
Nothing worthy to say
No one could be blamed
Because the knife said my name
They found me then
No note, no breath, no say
They claim it was my choice
But what other had you given
Put down in the deep earth
Left to rot in unconsciousness
No longer a sky to watch
Stuck inside this silken box
No more knife to ease pain
It's tucked not in this grave
No such thing as friends
They cut you off, leave you dead
YOU ARE READING
Just A Troubled Mind Looking For Peace
PoetryA collection of lyrically inclined phrases that have popped into my head over the years. ~B.A.L.K Much love. Hard love.
