"Just An Instant"

"Just An Instant"

A Poem by Sir_Anonymous
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I had once found myself feeling so burdened in life that just waking up would already make me feel sad so much so that once thought of darker thoughts that made me question why I am still here.

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I have lived this life to the best of my ability, but you can only get so far with the cards you have been dealt; each day gets more and more heavier leaving me feeling burdened by this existence.

For a instant I even stop to think about the easy way out.

How quick this heart would lose all rhythm and stop without a beat no more heartache when I think on the past, no more time I contemplate on what happens afterwards for after the cowardly deed made out of desperate attempts to end my suffering I would finally hold a answer.

For only a instant I grab hand on blade and place it where no amount of pressure would stop the slow downturn as I place it I close my eyes and see the imagery splurt out a livid crimson red and I open them horrified with the imagination I had managed to conceive.

See my hallowed tears flush down my cheeks; need a place to think go outside to breathe this tainted city air all in meanwhile I bask in the moonlight staring past the vanishing clouds towards the starry night.

Feeling at peace I reach for the moon in my perception I seem so close to grabbing hold, to take me away and start a new journey in the vast galaxy of space.

To suddenly realize It’s just my shallow perspective on my life… Empty… These shadows that bind my mind have momentarily past and should there be darkness let there be light but it’s just an instant within this vast amount of time so little but it’s still mine.

© 2016 Sir_Anonymous


Author's Note

Sir_Anonymous
Yeah this is around two years of my personal hell all put together in a rhythm...

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Added on November 9, 2016
Last Updated on December 9, 2016
Tags: Depression, Dark, Time

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Sir_Anonymous
Sir_Anonymous

Austin, TX



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I was once a teen who found himself feeling cornered in life where just about nothing was going right and could never really speak my mind this only pushed more towards the construction of this artifi.. more..

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