Cemetery

I lay here in the Cemetery

With the stars above the night

The stones on every side of me

Casting shadows from the light

Surrounded by a Gothic fence

Of black iron towering so

Keeping the dead inside

-And keeping me all alone

My hand clutching my stomach

Of a bloody bullet wound

Or so my crazy mind would picture

In a state of vulnerable hues

Lying in this same spot now

Pondering the universe in my head

And thinking psychotically

About me hanging with the dead

For soon I'll be absorbed

Into the ground like the rest

With an epitaph so bitter-sweet

And state of mind so blessed

Author's Note

What happens when u have a fucked up mind. Also I reference Holden Caulfield in the bullet wound

Reviews

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

Sarah, this poem is powerful, yet, hanging out in the cemetery gives one a depressing outlook on life. I'm so glad you didn't fulfill that last step.

Now your writing will replace your dark outlook on life. I find that sitting in the light and feeling the warm rays brings me out of a depressive state.

An excellent write. If you keep writing, I'll keep reading. :)

Best,

[LazerRays]

Thank you so much for the review :D it's the things like these that get me smiling. Yeah, sunshine does help with happiness but alas, I'm a little white girl who burns easily. I'll look like a lobster if I stay in the sun too long. I think I'll stick with vampire goddess look ;)

[Tamara Beryl Latham]

Yeah! Always keep the light in your path. :)

[emmajoy]

' The living give you life. The dead give you death. ' And, dear Sarah, all the past in betweens, the now and what's to come allow you the skill, imagination and emotion to write brilliant poetry. How wonderful is that! But.. but there comes a time to enjoy not only your place walking with the dead, - but, to walk into the sunlight. No, never forgetting but mixing all those emotions nestling inside you. Perhaps? Your writing truly is unique, and, could be and will be .. even more.

[LazerRays]

thank you so much for that review. perhaps your right ;) we all need sunlight here and there to keep going. im glad my poetry is uni

[LazerRays]

*unique haha

[emmajoy]

que = a touch or two of language for you!

[LazerRays]

Hahaha. It posted before I was finished :P

[emmajoy]

I meant that the 'que' means a couple or so different words in different languages. Was a reference to your mentioned love of languages!

[LazerRays]

Oh yes! Que, French haha. It's also Latin.... But French evolved from Latin so that would make sense :P

[emmajoy]

Yes, I know, it's the root of the Romance languages - was you obviously know. Take care.,

[Zoya]

Not weird at all! Much like my obsession with the dark side. Fascinating piece, just what I like!

[LazerRays]

NThanks so much! That means a lot to me :)

[Fran Marie]

I see nothing wrong in hanging with the dead..if you choose to do so
To each his own..I say..this has an eerie poe-esque tone yet peaceful
Feel to it. Nicely done..

[LazerRays]

Thank you so much. I'm glad it came out as peaceful... That's just what I was going for :) you made my day

[Fran Marie]

You're welcomel

[Perdition]

I think I saw you there once. We may have been early graves at the same lot. There is nothing I can say here, nothing I could add or give other than praise. You opened and let us in, many have been in this exact spot but never written it down like this. I did the same and there is something so peaceful about it...I'll "Sigh" along side. Beautiful!

[LazerRays]

Haha- probably did ;)
yeah; graves are pretty awesome. You're like me- cemetery children. Haha. I'm glad you liked it. Perhaps we could collab sometime for an even awesomer death poem ;)

[Chris]

As a child - we seldom create, let alone can realistically impact upon, the environs within which we are forced to exist. Oh - some - super-smart, gifted body/athletically inclined, exceptional talent of ANY sort ...MIGHT... influence ...somehow - BUT THE REST OF US?!!? nah, not a chance in hell. Being hungry because the ice box and cupboards ARE empty is a fact of life for some. Holed-clothes BEFORE it was rad ...sucked. Anything could and WOULD be made fun of ...and YOU were the lucky one to have a place of solace somewhere you could hide within. Sigh, even now solace is an exceptional find and many would envy you.

Life happens and NOTHING is fair. BUT you have your own choices to make - and we live as best and only WE can ...until we can't any more. And even then they or it - takes us away screaming and kicking and fighting all the way... anything else is just unacceptable to some of us. We continue to reach out because we can AND we listen because we weren't heard. We help because we don't know how NOT to...
Welcome to our world. "Blessed BE."

[LazerRays]

one thing about your reviews- i can never tell if you're frowning at me or smiling at me... maybe cuz im naive... but thank you for your review :D

[Chris]

I don't frown ...I listen. And you're welcome

[LazerRays]

:) thanks for listening

[Chris]

You HAVE a lot to say...

[Ardra]

I have been fascinated with cemetery.... as a child I would even draw paintings of them....
Mmm we don't bury so I just don't get to visit...
I have seen many burial sites during my trips to other places.... there is something about them....the final resting place....
I often use them when my moods are in the shades of grey...
I enjoyed reading it...
But sad that you feel so...((hugs))

[LazerRays]

Thank you so much for your review. That's interesting.
And yeah- something about the final resting spot of dreams and lives... Idk. It's just so symbolic and perfect.
(hugs)

[Chris Shaw]

Dark poetry and so like Poe. Your poem is well written and your author's notes interesting. Pretty sad though that a child would seek friends with the dead rather than the living. I enjoyed the read.

Chris

[LazerRays]

Thank you so much :)
I guess it is pretty sad haha- I had an interesting childhood let's just say

[Kate]

You are definitely an Edgar Allen Poe kind of gal! Loved this poem. Can't wait for more!

[LazerRays]

Thank you :)
that means a lot!!!