Glass

A Poem by Casey Ishmael

Each time she breathed

It felt like glass.

Shards slashing her throat

Gasping for air, she hoped.

Hoping for a release,

So everyone would be pleased.

Tears rolled down her face,

Death awaits.

Was it a sweet release?

God. She hoped.

© 2017 Casey Ishmael

Author's Note

Short and sweet...

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Emily B

You are a writer. I have it on good authority that writers come from Flemingsburg too. I'm not here a lot anymore. I haven't been writing lately. But I look forward to reading more from you.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on April 27, 2017
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Tags: hope, death, release, sorrow, pain, writing, written, poem, short, poetry

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Casey Ishmael

Flemingsburg

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I'm a writer, I don;t think I'm a great writer, but I'm trying my hand at this craft once again. So, please, if my writings seem unfinished or blotchy, bare with me, I'm a very slow editor. Typing fas.. more..

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