EuthanasiaA Poem by Blue IvoryEuthanasia I am an injured deer Put me out of my misery This cruel world Need see me no more.
I am a broken soul Frayed to my very core Worn out, and looking For a place to sleep.
This heavy heart I can carry no longer Longs to be buried And rest in peace
My limbs are tired They tremble and shake As I walk, as I crawl Down the road of fate
My thoughts run wild They overflow They flood my mind My eyes, with tears and sorrow.
They raise questions Of rooms never meant to be opened Questions that, if escaped my lips, Would have me lose my neck
So it’s better silence me for good Before such damage be done From seeking truth, I’ll run Into the arms of death The ultimate seal
In doubtful hands This bottle rests Waits to bring forth Another icy chest
Souls of those who are weak Of those who have failed the test Failed the test of life All wait here Wandering for eternity No sleep for those Who could not be patient
But if I prayed Prayed to end this life If day and night I was on my knees Would it really be suicide?
Or if such a disease Was to befall me Where the pain be sharp and slow Would it not be your duty To free me of shrieks and squirms?
So in this note I beg Assist me to my death Release me from this horror Preserve the skin I shed. © 2012 Blue IvoryFeatured Review
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Added on March 9, 2012Last Updated on June 13, 2012 AuthorBlue IvoryDhaka, BangladeshAboutI am a sugarcoated wreck. A cupcake with a chipped human tooth baked inside it. I breathe out soot left behind by the corpses you tried to bury but I come to you served in a silver platter. A hot.. more..Writing
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