
| NewMoon
Author: Definition Sometimes life requires a button that says Restart. [my thoughts on suicide] See SuicidaL for a related topic.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Angst - Words: 285 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 2 - Published: 09-01-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2410147
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NewMoon–
09.01.07
tiled floors, a tilted
world,
i'm dancing under a
bleached sky
twirling on the parched
grass hills,
arms spread eagle w i
d e
laughing, shouting,
a rosy tanned face
that tells a story of
delight
black eyes that hide a
past of sorrow, blight.
because,
when you left me
that night
someone
turned off the light
i'm missing you in
the darkness
feeling so
unbearably helpless.
i won't forget the
day
when i heard you say
(yousaid)
i love you so
much
to another girl, to
another girl
(damn)
you shattered my world.
it's still so
unreal
i didn't understand
you before, i gave you too many
chances when i
should've just closed the door
i was too soft, too
shy
to tell you no,
to see the lies that
you hide every night
i was too sweet, too
kind
to refuse you those
times when deep inside
i thought you were out
of your mind
when i thought,
no that's wrong,
(that's dumb)
just stop but yet i
still dropped to the floor to
beg and ask for
more
well, the blood has been spilt
the tears have been shed, the cards
shuffled and dealt
the masked fortune teller with too much perfume and
mascara
looks down at the scattered printed paper splayed out
so unruly
on the wooden table and,
with a straight face,
a solemn expression,and
laughing eyes that fail to hide their
amusement and mock, she tells me in her
sinister, high pitched, mysterious voice,
girl, go do a quick,
painless,
sugarfree
Suicide.
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