It's Not That BadA Poem by Willard WellsDelusional stateSitting with my thoughts this night. Not sure of my future which seems to not exist.
Taking my time now to check the edge. Shiny and smooth with the sharpness of a surgeon's scalpel.
Leaving nothing to chance tonight, I've locked all the doors and windows tight. Disconnected the phone, even stopped the mail.
They say a hot bath will do the trick, feeling no pain as the blade comes down. Skillfully across my wrist, from the outside in.
Slowly now, but deep enough I failed before, but not this time Success is mine, I wait no more, the time is now.
Feeling better now, very relaxed, drifting into a very dark sleep, as I say goodnight, but really goodbye.
© 2016 Willard WellsAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on January 27, 2016 Last Updated on January 27, 2016 AuthorWillard WellsSacramento, CAAboutPhotography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..Writing
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