Finish Me.

I am sat here, alone again.

Feeling drained.

I am empty,

Yet my heart is heavy.

I try to swallow the lump in my throat.

Gather myself.

Reluctantly, I catch a glimpse of my reflection.

And I ache.

The mascara underneath my eyes.

Unaware that I was crying.

My eyes look grey and hollow,

My face always a frown.

Secretly, I've been dealt an unfortunate hand.

This night is too familiar.

Only,

each time I look at myself,

I've died a little more.

I am ready to throw in the towel,

My existence, a waste.

You thought I was strong enough,

To carry this cross.

But I'm coming to my final breaths.

My beaten body, ready to crumble.

Please, Let me fall...

Author's Note

Thoughts and reviews welcome :)

Reviews

[Lizardo]

Deep poem and at the end I must say kind of sad..
It's like someone asking for help and finally rest his back from a storm of problems
Kind of saying: ''Give me a break''
Exceelent poem you are one great writer and the emotions of this poem proves it
Keep it up!

[ayejodie]

Thank you so much. I'm in one of those deep moods tonight, just added another there, it's more less the same haha. Glad you enjoyed it, I really appreciate your feedback, it's lovely to read :)

[Lizardo]

You are welcome and thank you :)

[Confuser]

Really, really so sad; to give up on life. Very strong emotions. Wow. I liked it. Thank you.

[Astrid]

Powerful, deep, and relatable.

I can't help noticing a religious undertone to a number of your works.

[DoormanDan]

The emotions really bleed out of this poem. It flows like a river, and is a very unique piece of writing. You did wonderfully with this piece. Keep it up! :)

[Jerome F Knox III pseud..]

My my don't I love this piece. The dark hues and the verbage made me feel as if I was carrying this pain, this cross you made me carry with you. The ending was brilliant.

Secretly I have been dealt an unfortunate hand..love this line.

You thought I was strong enough...love this too

[Jennesis]

The emotional undercurrent of this is one of weariness and exasperation. There is something very sad about just wanting it to all be over. Beautiful