Coward

Piecing together what life could be like.

As I sit by myself.

Ashamed to look at my wrists.

The blood flows slowly.

As tears run down my face.

I can’t seem to put the knife down.

The breaking skin feels so good.

Disappointed in myself once again.

The dark creeps into my mind,
until I’m completely taken over.

Consumed in the disgust for myself.

I can’t bear the pain anymore.

The knife’s all set up.

My head is throbbing.

The knife slips out of my hands.

I sigh of relief.

“coward”

I whisper to myself.

The word coward echos in my head.

Until I can’t bear it anymore.

I twist and turn but it won’t stop.

“MAKE IT STOP”

I scream,

But nothing comes out.

The echo slowly fades away.

Until it’s a faint whisper.

“coward”

 

Author's Note

venting yet again, it's a little all over the place though, i'm not sure i like it.
tell me what you think though.

Reviews

[tompy]

very strong and good

[Sarah]

I honestly like it. "Coward" if used right the word can become very powerful. And you have done just that. Sometimes it's good to be a coward.