The Final Leap

The Final Leap

A Poem by StatAnimalLover

As I run down the street
Please do not chaise after me
Because the world is a cold and dark place
When men are eating off a human face

There is a hole in my heart
That has sinced been filled with dark
The waking hands of burning souls
The onward run over hot coals

The things I do everyday
The look you gave me then walked away
The hurt inside that I feel 
The pain in my mind is so real

Everytime I make you sad
Everytime it makes me mad
How could I do this to a friend
How could you make my heart mend

I am the fire deep inside
That haunts your brain every night
I am the ice in your heart
That is slowly tearing you apart

Look what I've done
It's so wrong
Look who I've hurt
They're all gone
No one to keep my here right now
No one to hold me on the ground

So as you see me run away
Know I wont be back again
This is good-bye that you chose
By saying hi to a black rose

When my feet leep the earth
From the steel to the dirt
In the bottom of the cold and wet air
Down through heaven and into hell
I will be screaming out your name
But I wont be crying out in pain

As my last breath leave
This bruised and broken body
I will be saying one last thing
I will be wispering out her fame
I will be seeing her again

She will come greet me with open arms
She will never look away in the halls
Quiet now listen to that sound
Can you hear the breaking of my heart
Under your feet as you walk on
Under your shoes I'm on the ground

But now you care
And don't want me to leave
I'm sorry but you're too late
As this water fills my ears
Your voice slowly fades
The voice I've heard for so many years
But a face I've hardly seen

So as I run down the street
Please do not chaise after me
For soon I will be so very free
And freedom is the life and soul for thee

© 2013 StatAnimalLover


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Added on January 12, 2013
Last Updated on January 12, 2013
Tags: suicidal, hated, love, mpd, schizophrenia, cut, scared