That Slow, Somber Tune

A sonnet I have attempted to write in Iambic Pentamiter, feel free to correct me on anything.

I cannot bear a burden such as this

Every fault of mine bustles through my head

Among the dreams of death's bittersweet kiss

A soul cloaked in darkness, heart cold and dead

The rain that falls against the window pane

Beats a slow and somber tune, just for me

Everyone tells me my thoughts are not sane

But how would they know, for they cannot see

It's not long now, theres nothing for me here

I will not stay bound to this emptiness

I want to be released from all my fear

So I plunge the dagger into my chest

As all I have known fades into the black

What would I give to put the dagger back?

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem.
"So I plunge the dagger into my chest
As all I have known fades into the black
What would I give to put the dagger back?"
I liked the ending. Nice to end poem with question and wild place. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Emma Kirchhoff]

Thank you very much for taking the time to review! I really tried to end it with a powerful statement. Thanks again!

[Coyote Poetry]

You did and you are welcome.

[mendedwords]

Very thought provoking, well done.

[Emma Kirchhoff]

Thank you for your kind review!