Poetry-The Unspoken Words

Poem_14_Temporary

That's it! I can't take it no more.

No one cares, I'm all alone.

My steps feel heavy on the concrete floor..

As I drag myself to the bridge of the lone...

You would never understand my pain,

The suicidal thoughts racing in my veins,

I don't want to live a life all in vain,

Tied to bottom with heavy chains.

The hole I'm in is way too deep,

Darkest of black surrounding me,

I search for a light to try and believe,

That there is still hope to at least feel.

I can't even speak my pain,

The lump in my throat is alone a tame..

It's my mind that makes me go insane.

It's underestimated, the way it can play.

A clutter, a mess, whatever they are...

In my head is a load of tricks.

Driving me to harm and hurtful ways,

To cram down the racking blitz.

But I've tried all kinds of ways.

Held myself to numb the pain..

Held onto people who left me stray..

But now nothing can keep me away.

One step.. another.. too heavy..

I take the third step unsteadily,

The crashing waves don't look friendly,

But I have to let go, for the pain is temporary.

Cold metal underneath my skin,

Cold breeze messing with my hair..

Cold soul ready to move on,

Away from the agony and despair.

I suddenly felt at peace,

Knowing I no longer have to feel..

Caring and worrying are unnecessary..

It's a better world I will soon meet.

That's what I try to believe....

Slowly the times passes,

As my thoughts race and race.

Which would overtake my senses?

I have no idea what awaits..

Tears streaming down my face,

Along with the last traces of hope.

I'm ready to let go and escape,

But I'm held back by an unknown.

It's too late now, I've let go.

°°°°

I'm alive.

My wet pillow proof that I cried.

But my cloth and skin are still dry.

I'm alive...

Only a dream..

But it was a memory..

I survived.

I'm okay, and my heart is light

Not like it was on that dull night.

Relief washes me over,

As I reminisce two heavenly arms..

Pulling my fragile body closer.

I almost believed I would be gone...

Only in that moment did I realise,

I never wanted to die;

Something heavy on my heart lied,

That I thrived to kill; not my life.

A tight rope that is now loose,

Rocks I no longer have to carry.

Having faith, I decided to choose..

Because indeed, the pain was temporary.

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