Poetry
Nirvana
By ReflectingGod
19 August 2008
It's a quickie short that speaks to me...And probably only to me.

I sit here,
Day to Day.

I watch it pass by,
Always in the corner.

Two little shadows play on my shoulders.

They agree with me,
But I can't do it.

My friends are dead
And so am I.

Vertigo rings in my ears.

I love them.
I hate them.

I want to cry,
I want to scream.

They watch in silence.

Come as you are,
Stay for awhile.

Cut my smile,
Take my pulse.

April twentieth bleeds from my chest.

Reb and V take my hand,
I'll lose my mind soon.

I am so happy,
I know what to do.

I'm not scared.



Reviews

Written by Phil (8763 comments posted) 20th August 2008
I may be misreading - so forgive me if I'm well off beam. 
 
Not for the first time when reading your work, I detect themes of self-harm and suicide. Poetry seems to be an outlet for such feelings for a few young writers on the site. I honestly hope that it is an outlet. For me, it's tragic that those so young seem to be focussed on such ideas. It seems a little self indulgent. Perhaps that seems a little harsh - and I don't know your circumstances. Honestly hope all is well. 
 
Phil
Thanks Phil
Written by ReflectingGod (79 comments posted) 20th August 2008
Yes, yes...It is an outlet. I could never harm myself physically but I beat myself up a lot mentally. 
No it is not harsh at all, the truth may be a little cruel but at least it's the truth.

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