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Author: Eddy A. Poe
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Horror/Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-14-04 - Updated: 03-14-04 - id:1550914
The glass is smooth
The mirror reflects
A storm is brewing
The clouds complex
Grey and screaming
Swirling about
As they alight
And hold their spout
I gaze across
The lake of glass
The mirror which sees
My wretched past
And through the mirror
Juts up a tree
An evil character
To me
It mocks my struggle
To escape
A fierce beast fighting
Is the shape
Within the trunk
The Cypress shows
The animal o’er
Which it grows
“A fine spot, this,”
I say to myself
“To die alone,
My lovely Delph.”
Wading sure
Across the sea
Of glass, it rolls
Away from me
I reach the tree
I touch his chest
He never wakens
From his rest
I dig my nails
‘To his flesh
Wishing we could
Both enmesh
“Oh tree, with such a
Simple life
Some space not save me
With your rife?”
I beg I plead
I ask this one,
“Why you mock me
With your fun?
With your mighty
Branches fair
More than me
Do others care.”
So I hit the
Tree so great
Lashing out
With all my hate
He does not feel
My stinging pain
My loneliness
“I’m going insane!
God, I have to
End this now
If this is
My final vow!”
I shriek as raindrops
Sprinkle soft
Into the waters
Fish aloft
Surface beasts
They nip the drops
Thinking food
Is in their chops
I think to myself
“’Lo, what a thought
To drown myself
To join this lot.”
It all will end
And I will die
The psychic skies
Already cry
The only one to
Watch my being
Vanish in
A coward’s fleeing
Fleeing from
This broken heart
“Watch, sky, watch
My soul depart!”
I cry, I cry
So soft and sad
I gave to end this now
I’m glad
To rid the world
Of a pitiful creature
“Fishes, you are
Now my teacher-
Tell me how I
Shall commence
To kill myself
I’m free of sense
Should I fall
Into the wave
Fall into a
Watery grave?”
Say the fish,
“Should you fall
Nobody would
Care at all.”
So I push
Against the tree
The mighty life
Is mocking me
Into the fish that
Mock me more
I don’t care
I just adore
The end that
Waits so patiently
Patiently to
Swallow me
Here it comes
It pulls so quick
Not time to even
Feel sick
The waves engulf
The fishes dart
Frightened by my
Tortured heart
I give a sigh
I love it, for
I will emerge
Not ever more.



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