ANXIOUSLY AWAITING TO SLEEP

ANXIOUSLY AWAITING TO SLEEP

A Poem by splattercore
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Strapping me down, fire up the machine. All systems go, pull the lever down and watch you scream. Another talent and a another act, The show must go on, there’s no time to wait.

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ANXIOUSLY AWAITING TO SLEEP
by Rïén Kelso

Counting down the minutes, I can feel a pulse.
Listening to footsteps walk down.
Unlocking the cells, ripping me from,
My tortured realm of nightmares torn.

Last meal’s eaten, I’ve said my goodbyes.
This day has been for such a long time.
It’s time to go, I’m leaving this world.
Time move on to better things.

When we ride, we’ll fall together.
I never thought about what happened after this.
If even if there is anything to hold on,
It’s admitting that I can do better.

Strapping me down, fire up the machine.
All systems go, pull the lever down and watch you scream.
Another talent and a another act,
The show must go on, there’s no time to wait.

No one is special, we all have an expiration.
Eventually we’ll all have to tale a permanent vacation.
It’s time to go, I’ll leave you here.
This world is mine, so now it’s yours...
But not forever.

I tried and I failed but I won’t hate you for this.
There is something I can’t hide.
Making peace has never quite been this easy.
So when you lay me down, lay down all of me.


This is not a cry for help, this is not a diary of self-loathing and finding pity for myself, these are just my thoughts and my thoughts alone.

So it’s hard to say goodbye to the ones you love, but sometimes you have no choice because you run out of time. If your life is a series of mess ups like mine has been, maybe it’s good to get a second chance. It won’t come right now, but when you’re about to turn the lights off in the house, it’s good to think about that.


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© 2018 splattercore


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Actually my life is also quite messed up like yours..You know sometimes I actual wonder the cause of my existence , the reason that why I even exist in this world..I sometimes even think of taking an extreme step but you know the fighter spirit within me has what kept me alive..Even now , I am going through tough times but you know when I was in my mom's womb , I was the cause of worry for everyone around and no one actually wanted that I should take birth..Even the doctor said that my survival chances were almost nil but still I took birth..Everything that happened with me , You know I was too young , I wanted a family like every other child aspires , I wanted to live a normal life but I never had one..It is almost impossible for me to understand what the love of family means..Even if someone wants it or not , But I am still alive and actually I will..You know dying is just too easy but living your life filled with all kinds of hurdles is really difficult..
Anyway , you wrote everything nicely...
Keep on writing..

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on June 17, 2018
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splattercore

Silent Hill, CA



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