Suicidal

Not entirely my thoughts [just in case you think I am].

What is silence when the depths of my being shout with rage?

A calm and quiet lion is never heard lest it roars.

I continue to take a life I am no longer willing to live

And the pain continues to cut through my flesh.

 

Shattered dreams are what I have left for myself now

I live under the shadow of my fears

I exist but my actions are not of my entire volition

I make decisions based on my maker’s point of view.

 

Strength is what I need to break free.

 

Utmost sadness replace memories which were once

What I looked back to during times of disappointment.

I feel a gaping hole inside me becoming bigger and bigger

Devouring everything I held deep inside me.

 

The pain intensifies with each passing day.

I long to be able to tell you someday how I truly feel.

But I don’t think I can bear ravishing my feelings

As if peeling the outside to see what’s inside of me.

 

I will continue to live with much pain if I must

Until the day comes I can tell myself this…

The future no longer scares me.

What have I to fear when there is nothing for me to own?

 

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Author's Note

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Reviews

[Mariah Jane]

wow... Very well written and beautifully put. Great job expressing the feelings and emotions present in One with such a thought as this. Very deep and creative. Great job :)

[Key The bard]

very emotive, i can see that the tought may go though your head. well writen, and almost dies to be spoken aloud. the mark of a good poem. i look forward to reading a mor happy poem of yours, thank you for writing this very emotional peace. and really hope these are not your actual thoughts.... killing this talent is a crme. pleas don't stop writing :)