Requiem

 

As I hold the gun up to my head,

I think of all I’ve done and said.

The Devil, I think, got the better end,

And I just want my life to mend.

My life has made a drastic fall,

And I don’t want to live at all.

Why not show I’m not much bigger?

Why not simply pull the trigger?

For what is there to fear in death

I’ve not beheld in every breath?

Author's Note

This was not written in a fit of suicidal despair. I was inspired by hearing the opening line somewhere, I don't remember where. I'd like some feedback on whether the last couplet adds or detracts from the poem. Lines 7 and 8 were originally, "Why not show the world that I'm not that much bigger? / Why not go ahead and pull the trigger?"

Reviews

[Nina Marie]

Hmmm, I really like this. Only critique I have is on these lines:

"Why not show the world I'm not that much bigger?
Why not go ahead and pull the trigger?"

I think it kind of ruins the flow of your poem.

Other then that it's really good, short, but great nonetheless.

"For what is there to fear in death
I've not beheld in every breath?"
I really like that.

[kamikazebuterfli]

"For what is there to fear in death
I've not beheld in every breath?"

eloquent and truthful.