The Final DayA Poem by Haley Wilson
One knock.
A thousand times I've felt dead With little else to know School never taught me how to fight off demons in my head So empty and so scarred I never really knew what pure love was For all I experienced was abandonment and heartbreak So sharp and inducing, The blade of a knife could never compare. That's why I sit here today. Two knocks. And I start to shake and wonder, Will it get better after the end? Second-guessing never led me to a good place For it is how I landed in this cruel space The lingering of the past abuse always breathing down my neck Never knowing what I could have done or said Change happened and a monster took over me. That's why I hold the pills in my hand today. Three knocks. I finally fought my fear and swallowed my pride. Everyone's words no longer could make a difference Forget all the anguish and disgusting cliches For they won't hold me prisoner anyways Nothing ever made me feel wanted or special And that's when I realized my purpose wasn't real So fragile, like a tree in a major storm. That's why I swallowed my pills and fell onto the floor today. Four knocks. Then I ever so faintly heard the screaming and sirens. Suddenly, doubt and regret pounded in my body Such a bitter f*****g demon could have been exorcised And a happily ever after may have commenced While the past blinded me and burned my insides, The future could have been the water to save me Taking one life and destroying others in the process For I've always been too stubborn and selfish. That is why I died today.
© 2014 Haley WilsonAuthor's Note
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Added on November 28, 2014Last Updated on November 28, 2014 AuthorHaley WilsonFort Erie, Ontario, CanadaAboutThe name's Haley. I'm 20, graduated from high school, and have a strong passion for writing. What I write aren't exactly poems or stories, but musings about my own life and thoughts on different subje.. more..Writing
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