Go Unheard The End! Until Death I sleep

I walk to the chamber
Where I will die
Walking with pride
They will not make me cry

I enter the room with not a care
Snicker and grin
I tilt my head and greet the chair

They tie me in, over my head
Twice around my rib
I laugh a little
When I was born I had one
In death this will be my crib

I nod to them to lift the curtain
Revealing the parents of those I killed
They will be enjoying this I am certain

In this crowd of people I still feel alone
I watch the clock tick away
Counting down the time
For the governor to call on the phone

I know they see me as a disgrace
I can see their
Hate
Pain
Wishing for death
Upon their face

I know in my book of life there is not another page
To these people and the ones that are outside
Wishing to come in
I am about to take center stage

I feel that they want
To see my guilty side
Showing I am scared
Feared of judgment
That comes
After my lightning ride

Give them no more
Of what I can
I will face death and see God
As I change from Boy
To Man

A man asks
For the final things I would say
I think hard
To give a lasting memory
Before the price for my sins
I am forced to pay

“After this day I know
I will not see you in my dreams
But this moment is not yours
I am sorry, Now you will hear my screams!”

I screamed with all my might
Yelling curses to ghosts
As they flick the switch
The lightning going through me
Took my light

Ever since I was that child I cannot lie
Living in this life was the worst
Knowing my molester was my father
I wished ever day to die.

So I did things to bury me
In a hole six feet deep
I would be scared of him
Until death I sleep




Now I will never go unheard.

Author's Note

So this is the finish..... thoughts? was it a good story?

Reviews

[emmajoy]

I'm quite amazed by this .. took me a few lines to realise what you were writing about, when I did, wasn't sure whether or not to continue. However, I did because your words lured me in: 'I nod to them to lift the curtain Revealing the parents of those I killed They will be enjoying this I am certain .. In this crowd of people I still feel alone I watch the clock tick away Counting down the time For the governor to call on the phone '

This is a raw, melancholic write .. telling how it might be, woven the present and the past, your reason for the death. Sombre piece but so well written.

[Rachel]

*dances, even though she knows it isn't really appropriate for the scene* I could barely contain myself through this one. It really pulls, makes you feel like you're in the killer's mind, in the victim's mind. Awesommmmmmmme!

[Jonathan]

oh wow... this is deep... are these poems ur actual thoughts or just somethin u made up??? if these are ur everyday thoughts... i have only one word... counciling... but regardless... awsome poems

[Brianna Brie]

Nice morbid write with a touch of humanity. Well done!

[Stephen Scaggs]

Dear Mr. Harnden,

I thought "I will never know peace" was the end, lol. Sorry for that, but anyways. Thank you again for showing this to me and I am truly appreciative. "A man asks, 'For the final things I would say, I think hard to give a lasting memory. Before the price of my sins, I am forced to pay." Again, this is truly amazing. And yes, it is a good story that holds a lot of truth. Though I'm not a pessimistic person, it is natural in life to think of death. It is sometimes even a fulfilling thing to die. Out of all the promises in life we can break, death will not be one of them. "Now, I will never go unheard" is perhaps the best way I could end this collaboration of five poems. Thanks again for sharing. Kudos. 10/10.

Sincerely,
S. W. Scaggs

[Tate Morgan]

I have to say i dont like to think on the ba things likehate pai death and misery I suppose i wish it glorfied love

[Jeff Loquist]

You were able to add depth and beauty to a sad and penetrating situation. And although you may not want to feel sympathy for the subject you cannot help yourself

[karmic]

This is a very gloomy and dark story. Really good too. You captured the man's feelings amazingly. Great job

[Emily Quinn]

fantsatcially gloom ending, you can almost feel the cold solitude and lonliness the MC has felt throughout their life, their death being almost a release. A release of never-ending pain and strain. Love this peice, great way to end the unheard with the opposite- loud sreams to be heard by all.

[Luna]

Quite sad. I kind of feel sorry for the guy. Nice write.