Last Human Alive

Based on one of my favorite scenes in the book "The 5th Wave," by Rick Yancey. Cassie finds herself trapped in an impossible situation, and gambles with the odds to face her assassin.

Evil born; evil made.
Fire and ice; the sting feels the same.
The world fell asleep to
your chaotic lullaby.
And now I wonder if I am
the last human alive.

Torn now between
giving in or
die trying.

Inside enemy lines.
I spend most of my time jaded.
Down here death is unbearable.
Out there; irrevocable.
My heart is nearly gone.
Faded.
Does it matter if I survive?

I feel I am a sorry excuse for
the last human.

The silence is heavy like a hot summer storm
And your presence rings loud like a bullet.
You just keep waiting on me.
Can't hide the feeling that keeps building in me.
Brought down to my knees; I sink into rage.

Torn now between giving in or die trying.

The roar of a billion ghosts rises from within,
their vengence bitter on my tongue.
The end is now, but it is all I have.
Time to rise, I will not go out in fear.
Strength came to me when all hope
was lost.

With my death written in stone,
I rise from the prison I envisioned
and I call for you to finish it.
End me.
I am waiting.

The last human alive.
Come get me.

Author's Note

I do not think I would classify this as a poem. Just my thoughts on a particular scene in a book I read. I dont understand poetry enough to write a poem.

Reviews

[That One Person]

I have read The 5th Wave, and this poem (yes, I would classify it as a poem) reflects what I imagine to be Cassie's thoughts during that particular scene. The only thing I would suggest would be to change the line "Torn now between giving in or die trying." to be the same structurally, as in "Torn now between/giving in/or die trying." I understand that repetition is not necessarily a good thing, but sometimes it helps the reader see "oh, I read that before, it must be important". I hope this helps (and I hope it's not too brutally honest, because I get much shame from my friends for being like that occasionally). Great job on an amazing poem!

[Carrie.]

You don't quite classify it as a poem? Shame. This has some great bones to become a (standard) poem. You could classify it as a free-style poem. I've never read the book, but this was gripping. I enjoyed it.

[Adamas]

Thank you! Ya I never really studied poetry, most I know about it is that it is supposed to rhyme, or Ellen Hopkins brand of poetry, so I didnt know if I could count this jumble of thoughts as poetry or not, but thank you! Like I said I am new, and I am hoping to learn as I go.

[Adamas]

I see this got quite a few views, and I would love it if any of you would leave some critique. I am new on the writing scene. I have this up on 3 different sites. I just want to know what others think of my writing "voice." Is it obviously amaetur? I feel as if I over did it with the "last human alive" bit. So please, help a fellow writer out. Let me know what you think! :)