The Promise Of Suicide

As i lay in the shadows of my reality,

There comes an echo of words, a barrage of controversy,

The mixed emotions awake me from my slumber,

As I shift my eyes around this void,

I come upon a vision of faceless heads,

Yammering away, about what I do not understand,

Their words too muffled and fast for me to acknowledge,

As I begin to move, I feel held down by some force,



Through the voices I recognize my love,

She whispers sweet nothings as tears roll down her face,

As the river of tears engulfs me, I cannot breath,

Slowly being submerged in this continuous flow,

Sputtering out air, as I try to inhale the water,



My chest begins to collapse, as my heart fights its war,

My heart, splitten in half by faults,

The side of hope and compassion on top,

As the side of regret and hate fights to be dominant,

The two sides battle for control, killing each other in the process,

As my heart dies, I lay there, motionless,

No heart left to yearn for life, I begin to fade from myself,

As I look down upon myself, I wish I could've done more,

Other than live in this fantasy world of wickedness, and deceit,



Fooling only myself of the potential I had in my being,

This empty shell now hollow of all hope and pride,

The courage once given to it, to protect its loved ones,

Burned out, never to return.

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