Sent for me.

Sent for me.

A Poem by ayejodie

I was the non-believer.
The negative.
There were no beautiful thoughts left.
No vision for the future.
I float through days of empty nothings.
I had no purpose anymore.
Maybe it was because I was barely holding on,
Towards the end.
Maybe it was my desire for the end.
God knew I could no longer wait for his promises.
And one day, I let go.
My body loosened and my eyes closed.
My last ever tear, fell as I did.
Preparing for the black room,
My thoughts to soon fall silent.

It all stopped, like I had hoped.
-But, I didn't die...
..There was no end.
In the calm of paralyses,
The quiet inside deafened me.
I didn't even notice he'd been standing there this whole time.

God's plan to save me,
At the very last second.
This long wait, he'd finally been sent.
And as I opened my eyes,
I realised that It was not death that saved me from this dark world,

It was love.

© 2015 ayejodie


Author's Note

ayejodie
Apologies for my silence! Hope you enjoy this x

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

It's a beautiful poem !:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ayejodie: I more than enjoyed it: Phenomenal writing; The non believer, the negative; and you continue on with intriguing prose; suspending me someone in the middle of the dark raw scene: It all stopped, like I had hoped.
-But, I didn't die...
..There was no end.
In the calm of paralyses,
The quiet inside deafened me.
I didn't even notice he'd been standing there this whole time.
Great writing. Loved it. Dale

Posted 9 Years Ago


[send message][befriend] Subscribe
Neo
I love the strong feelings this poem invokes. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 9 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

241 Views
3 Reviews
Rating
Added on March 1, 2015
Last Updated on March 1, 2015
Tags: Love, beauty, poem, poetry, suicide, hope, lost, struggle, depression, god, life, couple, saved, relationship, help, believe, strong, beautiful, love poem, soft, pessimist, promise, death, religion

Author

ayejodie
ayejodie

Ireland



About
Hey i'm Jodie, I'm 23! I hope you enjoy reading and of course, all feedback is more than welcome and very appreciated x more..

Writing
Dying. Dying.

A Poem by ayejodie



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


Within You Within You

A Poem by Cool Girl