i know it sounds depressing, but it's the first poem i ever wrote besides like dumb limericks so yeahhh have fun... thank you so so so much to everyone who reads my poetry! it means so much to even have one person read :) special thanks to Bruhimkelly, sssunshine1, leolantsov, and yalieen_ for reading my last few <3
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there's a thin wall
between this world
and the next
and people pass
through it
far too often
a hand covered in blood
the wall ripples
a gunshot
it shudders
letting a soul
pass through
to the other side
the sickening smack
of a body
as it hits
the pavement
the crack of bones
a sea of humans
surround it
like the coiling spiral
of a snake
disgusted
yet enthralled
and perhaps in
the next world
there is unlimited
euphoria
a land
without pain
but maybe
on the other side
of the thin, thin wall
there is nothing
darkness
an ever stretching
ever yawning
void
a chasm
filled with souls
or simply
filled with nothing
that is what they say
the people who have died
that there is only
blackness
but if there is
a peace
after passing
perhaps you do not find it
if it is
your hand
on the knife
your leap
off of the building
your fingers
twitching once
twice
and then
pressing
the
trigger
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