Final Thoughts

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By 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

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August 19, 2009 15:51KayDe$

I wrote this the morning after a suicidal incident.