Razorblades

Written Spring 2005

 

If I knew for certain

that dying would be easy-

peaceful and quiet-

A long stroll on a summer night

along a moonlit shore,

Staring at the stars I love,

not thinking of the pain I crave,

 

Then I swear that I would die

 

A bittersweet red death.

If I could be sure

that the familiar, cold loneliness

would not creep behind me

and follow me to my next destination,

 

Then I swear that I would smile,

 

And with the veteran blade

That has been my dearest enemy,

Kiss the scars upon scars

With cold steel-

Just one last kiss.

I would choose to fade

Into the sunset I have worshipped

and dance among my stars.

 

If only I were certain.

Reviews

[LacyBug]

This is a very nice poem! I really enjoyed reading it!

[~angelalala~]

wow this poem is darkly beautiful. so many times i have been there. i love the imagery. everyone hopes that death is peace, long for it, but no one knows for certain. you've expressed it so vividly & smoothly with this writing. beautifully written. going in my favorites.