Peace

Poetry speaks

There I stood, with the world in front of me and many knives behind. I felt the tip of the cold touch my skin, which made the fear of death all so real. However it didn't matter, in front of me was a smile so perfect I pushed my self on the metal even further; smiling. This kind of pain was small, just like her hand in mine, just like her body that pushed me deeper into blades. I only know peace as she only knows my chest. The words she spoke told promise, while mine told her lies. But it's fine, since time has been cut short. Go on and walk forward with joy... while I lay with eyes open...
while I lay without breath.

Reviews

[Chelsea Lavender]

Wow! This is so beautifully written yet you can feel the pain in your writing and it is almost haunting. Really well written, I will look forward to reading some more :)