The Light of Dawn,
Ever so bright,
however,
is blinding
to my eyes.
All those useless
hopes and dreams
had shattered long ago.
My mind was fine,
just those thoughts alone,
were deadly on their own.
All I ever wanted then,
a long, tightened noose.
These lonely words are all I say
yet make no sense.
The Light of Dawn
brings to life
the worst of thoughts,
of when I Die.
The Light of Dawn
punishes me,
pulls the trigger on the loaded gun.
If only,
the Stars were out
longer
then I would be at peace.
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I'm sorry for all the depressing poems; maybe I should put this in the 'Poetry' genre...
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If I Die
Poetry"If I Die, would I be remembered?" Sam Carson is struggling with a lot of things. Mostly Life. Living between life and death, between forced choices and compulsions. Never at peace, always at war against emotions. Always thinking about death.
