The scream
It reverberates in my head
Without ever leaving my lips
Winding and twisting and writhing in pain
It begs me to run
To yell
To be free of this ragged mess
They yell before me
And they cry
But my eyes are dry and uncaring
But behind my icy glare
I know I care
And I churn in pain
At their mounting rage
But what can I do
But what I do to myself
What can I do
To undo their mess
What can I do
To help their pain
All I can do is make my own
The temptation is there
One I push away
To claw at my skin
And watch it fall away
To see the blood dew
And listen to the yells
Inside my head
Until I can’t hear their pain
Ever again
I want to ring my ears
Until there is no hearing left
As I clutch at the openings
And beg to be deaf
But I can see her mouth gape
And watch the tears fall down
So I wish I could be blind
And not see for myself
But I could still feel the chill
And the pain they both feel
So I wish I had nothing
And I had not been born into this mess
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Death
A blissful break in the pain
A chance to stop the screaming
In my head
And never
Ever
Come back to it
Why do I seek this
Beautiful respite
Whenever the punches roll to bite
Why do I seek this
Deceptive grace
Whenever the pain pieces my heart
Why do I languish for this
Certain end
Whenever there is gloom in my midst
I fight in action
But not in mind
As I let the poisonous thought leak through me
And tangle in my brain
Winding its way into the cockles
The crooks and the crannies
Burying itself deep
So that one day
When I crack
It’ll be there to break me free
And let me live pain free
In death
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The blackness
Pulls tight over my body
Like saran wrap
Adhered to my nose and mouth
Wrapped around my arms
Holding them fast to my sides
With only my legs free
But God knows I can’t run
I choke and heave
But there is nothing to be done
Because I am suffocating alone
With no one to watch as I thrash
My heart rising and falling in my chest
Each beat threatening to be its last
And I don’t want to die
But there is no way I can live
As my own life is being strangled from me
And I want to run
To find help
But my legs are broken and useless
Who did this to me?
Who tied me up
And robbed me of life?
I look around
And see the box
Laying lamely by my side
And a pair of scissors
Glistening silver in the blackness
Looking down at the scissors
I realize I did this to myself
And there is no way I would grab the scissors
Even if my arms could move from their wraps
Because I did this
And there is no going back
No matter how many times I have come to this place
This time there is no return
I hold my breath
Wishing it to happen now
Wishing the end to hurry up and engulf me
But also reveling in the pain
Because it matches the pain in my heart
And I wish, as I die, that I could have found a way
To live for those who love me
But then I stop
As my eyes black out from lack of oxygen
And realize that I was dead even when I was alive.
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The darkness of night
Falls into the brightness
And extinguishes
Everything you hold dear
In one fluid motion
Of the world ending
It’s over
There are no more beginnings
And nothing really happened
To case the end
But it’s here
You can feel it rush over you
You can feel it wipe all other feelings from your heart
And you know it’s over
Because there is no where to go
No corner to cower in
Or depths in which to hide
There is nothing but nothing
And you are suddenly nothing too
So what does one do in this impending doom
When the world has ended and left you stranded
When there is nothing to fight for
But no way to escape
Stuck in forever
And unable to move
A hostage to any plan to belie your fate
There is no way to break free of the mess
No matter how many times and ways you try
The black holds tight over your lips
And your limbs as you thrash
Against the inward battle of wills
And lose
Yet again.
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Twitching my lips in pain
Squinting my eyes against the sear
Curling my toes to hold still
Digging my nails for leverage
As I trace the blade on my skin
And let the blood flow thick
Breath catching in my chest
And emotional pain to boot
Rising in my heart
As I watch yet another
Blood-filled napkin fall into the trash
But I know I’m not done
I’m not ready to stop
I pick the blade up
And I press in back again
And I watch as my life unfolds before me
And my dream and wishes and aspirations
Fall away into nothing
All at the mercy of the blade
Not because this causes death
Though I don’t care much at that point if this ends it
But because I know I will never be able to stop
And it will infect me
Until I die
Old and grey
With nothing to offer anyone
But a world of scars
And bloody tissues in my outstretched hand
I have to stop
I know this too
If I want anything from this life
But in the moment
All I want is blood
Not as a vampire wants others blood
But as I want my own
Spilled before me
Lying in a puddle of my own making
Red and dark and liquid
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Why won’t you kill me
Why won’t you just take it from me
Make it easy for me
Put the bullet in my head
So I won’t have to do it myself
It would be so nice of you
It would be a favor
I would thank you as I die
For I didn’t ever break my promise
I didn’t kill myself
You did
Why can’t you save me from myself
In the kindest and easiest way
Just take me out into the meadow
Of hopes and dreams
And kill them
Run me over with a car
Stab me in the back
Shoot me in the head with your gun
Chop my head off with my own guillotine
I could go on
I know you can too
There are a million and one ways to save me
And when saving and killing are one in the same
Why wouldn’t you do it?
3 comments
These poems are written beautifully, you really have a gift with words.
thank you : ) i wish i had a gift at making these thoughts go away…but i guess they are good material
yea I know the feeling of wanting thoughts like these to go away. writing is such a powerful gift though. i bet you could help a lot of people if you chose to pursue writing because i am sure a lot of people would connect to what you are writing!