Last Breath

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Opaque metal,

Gentle touch.

Bring me release,

To bleed out as much

Frustration and hate and

Self loathing that I know.

Just leave me alone.

I'll be fine.

The biggest lie I've told this time.

Of all time.

And no one would know

About all these inner loathings

Until it was too late...

So slit my wrists

Let the crimson waters

Claim what is so rightfully theirs;

A weak soul

So dilute it vanishes with the pull of a plug

And never returns to its bleak existence.

For when love and acceptance

Are too much to ask

Of even one individual;

It's time to seek haven

In worlds above

Where the glisten of welcoming arms

Beckons softly.

We've been called weak and pathetic

So many times before

By those who have no understanding

Of the emotional wreckage

We sift through each day

To try and find some sort of light;

To feel as if we actually belong.

To feel as if we could love

And in turn feel love.

Even if we know deep inside

That the mere idea is pure fantasy

To keep our eyes

(Once so bright)

From fading into nonexistance

And as mine continue

To fade out of sight

As the liquid release

Finally solves my suffering

As this world flickers out

Of my vision

And is replaced by charming darkness;

Please just kiss me,

Close my eyes

And lay me down to sleep

I'll be fine

Just leave me here

To sink into the deep.

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