Ocean Floor

A poem about suicide by hanging. Written 15.12.2014

Ocean Floor

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Cliff's edge I stand

The water beckoning

Just winds push me forward

And God turns his back

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And the grass parts for me

Because I am contaminate

I hold my head high, in shame

And so they can't see me cry

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I step one foot in front of the other

Until I reach the horizon

Before I have time to inhale

I've already been snatched by the currents

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They drag me and push me and

Punch me thrice over

They clean the inside of my lungs

Rough to scrub away the sin

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Deep in my ears they call me names

Disenchantment, Diabolical, Desolate

I know, I know, I scream - just bubbles

They have stifled my throat so I swell

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and I gargle and splutter and choke

Yet no mercy is thrust my way

My eyes roll back like two white pearls

And I sink to my blue catacomb

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And then they swim into my brain

Every atom of me does kneel

Obliterated as soon as surrendered

I thank them, I curse them - expired

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And now my body is slain by the waves

It’s my time, I’m nervous, I’m new

I step out of my skin, careful not to rip-

And

I

 never

look

back

again.

Author's Note

I was experimenting with the shape of my poem.