Noose on the HorizonMature

Standing in the shadows

Of the giants surrounding me,

Threatening to stomp

And render me just a stain.

A negativity,

Such that has never been seen,

Constructed within

The fragile remains of my heart.

 

My bone’s white shows

Through my skin, clinging tight.

I’ve exhausted myself.

I appear just as an apparition.

 

Horrible, sadistic thoughts

Cloud my sensible judgment,

Morphing my outlook

Into a bleak reality.

These giants that surround me,

Have left me feeling dead.

Now I want to finish

The deed they have begun.

 

Each cut is strategic,

The pattern weaving through

My veins, the blood

Adding color to the painting.

 

All I ever wanted

Was for you to accept me.

To embrace me inside your warm body,

And shelter me from harm.

To love me and care

Like no one else has.

But now I see you’ll never know

And you’ll never understand.

 

The first cut I draw

Splits my chest apart,

Revealing my entrails,

Which begin to spill out.

The second mark I make

Goes across my jaw.

So that despite my pain,

I carry a smile.

 

It’s like modern art,

A demented piece of flesh.

Something to be observed

Behind a wall of glass.

 

The giants notice their mistakes,

Apologies racing out

From their mouths

As they realize it’s much too late.

The past is just the past,

And one must move on.

But I hope you always look back

To see what you’ve done.

 

A blank stare

Given to those around me.

I cry no more tears.

I feel nothing more.

 

All I ever wanted

Was for you to accept me.

To embrace me inside your warm body,

And shelter me from harm.

To love me and care

Like no one else has.

But now I see you’ll never know

And you’ll never understand.

 

I could ask for more,

Beg for your attention.

Oh, the times I have tried

So hard to get you on my side.

A love so strong, yet you

Never managed to feel it.

You denied all I gave,

And took it all away.

 

Now the giants leave the scene,

And let their fake tears fall.

They only cared when my care for them

Seemed to dry up.

I leave behind this tombstone

As my only gift to you.

Tonight I dwell below the dirt,

And decompose in peace.

 

Hatred so visceral,

A new breed of agony.

Tonight I dwell below the dirt

And decompose in peace.

The End

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