Final Thoughts, by KayDe$ Subscribe to rss feed for KayDe$

Waiting for the absence of pain
Realizing the need of something to gain

The pain goes away too slowly naturally
That's the problem about about reality

But that problem can change fast
As quick as a jump or my neck to broken glass

After that moment, I feel better 
As my soul escapes my solid matter

In the end, I see a light
I'm nearly blind, its so bright

I walk up the golden stairs
Seeing my loved ones standing there

My grandfather takes my hand 
As we continue to the big man

He looks at me and my file
Only to say "You're waited awhile."

I take a look at a book 
Only to realize its not good

As he looks at me, I see it in his face
He is ashamed, he signs my name in a book of disgrace

All of a sudden I feel a rush of hot air
My grandfather no longer standing there

I flow though the lava like a ship on calm seas
I like it, it feels good, what's wrong with me

I come to a stop with many flames
Surrounded by men, but only animals being tamed

It reminds of homes
Only difference is, I'm on my own

I walk though hoping to leave
Escape this place you best believe

It has an unsafe feeling about it 
There is a presence here, I'm scared

My heart beats, thou its absent, it feels real
How am I going to deal

I realize I have nothing left
This must be the feeling of death

A more complicated state, so it seems
I take a deep breathe, I open my eyes
It was only a dream 
Posted: 2009-08-19 15:43:28 UTC

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2009-08-19 15:51:00KayDe$
I wrote this the morning after a suicidal incident.