Cobblestone Phantom

My mind is a labyrinth,

One that cannot be solved,

My emotions are overflowing, but my distress is unresolved,

“bang, bang!” farewell world, I was never strong enough,

My pale white hands were smooth,

But my inner self was rough,

Now I’m floating onward, and my body’s left behind,

It’s so hard to be a saint in this world that’s so unkind,

I’ll come right back to haunt you, so please don’t shed a tear,

Just because I’m dead doesn’t mean I have to disappear

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THE COME BACK KID

Not to diminish your stature, but there's always, always redemption in even the most sad poem you write, optimism, joi de vivre, something alive and well - but suicide is not painless and we have all considered it as a thing, not an act (I hope). You captured something here. - Welcome indeed - allets


 

 

DustinLinz93's picture

thanks.

thank you

SoulKritiC's picture

Amazing

a suicidal tendency expressed very well....welcome to postpoems!!


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DustinLinz93's picture

thank you sir! I'm excited to

thank you sir! I'm excited to get my poetry out there for others to see.