Eyes squeezed tight Lightness forbidden Trust ungiven Power within I need none I want none All that is needed is One To keep walls up Is freedom to me.
The darkness and what it is to me.
Eyes squeezed tight Lightness forbidden Trust ungiven Power within I need none I want none All that is needed is One To keep walls up Is freedom to me.
The darkness and what it is to me.
“‘Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me.’”
Guilt weighs heavily on the Seas
Pounding waves drown the screams
Deeper currents
Hollow echoes
Wandering hearts
Numbing dreams
Lonely stars stalk endless sails
Salty oceans devour youth
Swallowed harbors
Empty ports
Waylaid warriors
Vacant homecomings.
This poem is about suicide. It is fiction and does not reflect my views on suicide. I hope I do not offend anyone with this poem, and if I do I let me know and I’ll take it down. 🙂
With a bullet to the head
I end what is now
To begin what
Is unknown.
The fog of naïvety
Cloud over judgment
Only to clear away
When all is done and gone
Leaving only guilt
Regret
Hate
Loneliness
Fear
Sadness
All that is sought
Is not found
Shadows surround the vessel
That carried a withered soul
That was me
I cannot shout
Help
Don’t go
Don’t leave me
I changed my mind
Come back
They leave
me.
Alone with only my thoughts
Waiting
Pondering on old regrets
Broken hearts
Hurtful words
How useless now
What a waste
Why?
What was the use?
What did I achieve?
Questions old and new
Never to be answered
Soon I join the mute
Who voices and screams
Are never heard
Truly gone and forgotten
Overwhelmed
Thrust into new cages
I spend eternity living
What should have been
What could have been
I ended Incomplete.
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