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SUICIDE SPIRAL or THE TALE OFUNDERSTANDING
Contributed by
roleby
on
Thursday, 28th February 2008 @ 08:29:31 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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i use to see light all around me
life was happy and free
not a care for any but me
then slowly it started
shadows that lurk climbed there way into my place of mirth
one dark spark after another
traced its way into my life
until the light i held became my twilight
still there was hope and happiness too
as long as the light though faded did stay
it happened again, the darkness crept
stealing what light that had remained
now it was dark i could not see
all i want was to go to sleep
and maybe in dreams find that place where life and laughter still did kiss
but even in dreams i found no peace
my soul was screaming for its last release
my hope was gone i could not think
is this as far as one could sink
i found my way to take the bottle
clenched in my fist was the simple solution
to all i had found to be in ruin
the pop of the cap was what summoned the reaper
dim in my vision i could not reason
what was left to see tomarrow
icy hands i felt thier grip
as my my heart did slow to a soft thumping drip
and in that moment before my rest
i found the thing that broke my jest
a spark of light so dim it shone
how was i suppose to know
please dear god dont let me go
oh dear god i did not know
it seemed so bleak the place i was in
i could not see the hope with in
my eyes shut tight and hear my breath slow
the reaper is telling me its time to go
the spark i found was close enough
i reached for it though inky back junk
the reaper was pulling but i did not go
i watched him smile as he began to slow
the spark had grown and now i could see
the face of my son watching me
my heart began to race like a bird taking flight
death would not find me on this awful night
with a flutter and a heave
i returned my bottle onto the floor
and took a slow breath and then a couple more
i had found my light my one saving grace
never again could i visit this place
my eyes were blurred but i could finally see
hope is not given as presents might be
its earned through trouble and strife that others cant see
so fight when you can to make darkness receed
and remember the the moment when you succeed
Roleby Colvin
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roleby
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2008-02-28 08:29:31] (Date/Time posted on
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