euthanasia

this silence is your reply

I let the pain in again

stupid me

now all I can taste is this lead weight

in my throat

reminding me how

stupid

I can be

I was good

days without

thinking about

you

maybe a week

then the itch

pick the scab

open the wound

you

there

in my blood

running cold

because

you will not

hold my hand

my eyes

my heart

breathe life

into us again

rather

my emotions 

whored out 

played

words for everyone

but me

never me

better the value the memory

of me

I need

to be

done

end it

kill it

shoot it in the head

get

you 

out of my head

for 

good

I miss you

I love you

BANG

Reviews

[Crazy Cat Man]

great job

[Dave]

Ah...isnt that how we humans are...brilliant at certain things, blithering idiots at other things.
Thats what the beginning of this reminded me of.

Also reminded me that love is just like the lone bullet in a revolver...eventually it will come around and get ya good.

Interesting piece and thanks for sharing Kathy!

[Barry S. Maltese]

Wow. What a great composition. You do a fantastic job with displaying your feelings. Phrases like, "open the wound - you, there - in my blood - running cold ". Even though I know that no man is worth killing yourself, and someday someone so much better will come along, this piece bleeds straight from the heart. Great job!