Euthanasia

Euthanasia

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.

Reviews

[Muse]

deep...dark...and disruptive. A poetic nightmare that many artist and writers can relate to I'm afraid. We all cling to our creative inspiration to feel alive...a lot of us are one-step away from depression and self-deprivation. Release can only be found in the ink we share...the artist paint...for some...it's found in the precious life blood that is often taken for granted..

[UnderCompulsion]

This is really a beautiful,sad but truth write.I can relate to it and just like the Muse said we all can.Sometimes writers and artists can feel lost in this world,and the only thing that saves them is their talent and world they create with their talents.

[Coyote Poetry]

Such sad vision create by this poem. Each set of lines leading the reader to another sad situation. I like the flow and the thoughts in this poem. The poem held a sad tone to the words till the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote