Cutting Into Death's Embrace (Pt 5)

Cutting Into Death's Embrace (Pt 5)

A Poem by Lunare
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Part 5 of my Into Death's Embrace series.

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Cutting

 
I can’t kill myself, I’m simply too weak; a pitiful man so to speak.
I’ve looked death square in the eyes, and lived to face my unfortunate demise.
Wait…an old habit could be renewed. Perhaps now I can let my blood spew?
All it will take is a slit of my wrist, and I’ll be spiraling towards the abyss.
 
I’ve quit my job, I haven’t shaved, that’s all I’ve amassed the last 5 days.
Laundry strewn across the floor, shirts, pants and things of yours.
The memories they bring sometimes win a smile, yet I am aware this is morbid denial.
The pang of sadness felt in my chest, spreads to envelop this entire mess.
You are gone and I am here. Perhaps today I’ll join you dear?
There’s something gleaming in my hand, try and guess it. I bet you can!
 
8 months pregnant…when you died, tis a cruel fate with which we collide.
Our little girl, that tiny thing…oh what happiness she should bring.
My baby…my little girl…the thoughts in my head begin to swirl.
Pink walls, the crib, your name. I simply can’t stand that room’s horrible PAIN!
Is she there with you, love? In the place called death I’m so often thinking of?
No, she’s dead. Gone forever. Now for my death I must endeavor.
 
Kill me…kill me…KILL me please! Oh blade of steel I am on my knees.
No more pain, no more tears. From this path I’ll no longer veer.
This bed where we slept all these years shall at last encompass blood not tears.
The razor blade is at my wrist. This life will surely not be missed.
An upward cut, a single cry. My lifeblood is flowing freely as I die.
all thoughts of yore stopped in a moment, peace overwhelmed me-Nevermore.

© 2009 Lunare


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incredible..... im almost speachless... except for what im saying now... this is absolutely.... infreakingcredible...

Posted 15 Years Ago


Dark. morbid, and oh so beautiful. I find such passion and hope in the dark (I've been called a Dark Narcissist - I take pride in my dark sad side). So much of what you wrote here is exactly how I have felt. I to wonder if my daughter is out there in a safe place, but I know that "she's dead. Gone forever".

Superbly written poem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Josie

Posted 15 Years Ago


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I love Death's Embrace series. It's dark, and morbid, but an excellent write. I also love how you made a short story into a poetry form, I'm not able to do that. Your a great poet.

Posted 15 Years Ago


This is crazy Beautiful I love this it runs right up my alley, thank you so much for sharing..It so worth the read :)

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on February 11, 2009

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Lunare
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Ottawa, OH



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I am 17 years old and live in Ottawa, OH. This is a small town setting and most people here are small-minded. I am a free-thinking individual, mostly because of my passion for writing and whatnot. .. more..

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