Poetry » Life »

suicide
Author:
LightOfNothing PM
there comes a time when all has passed, and nothing is left.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Words: 86 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3018814
A+  A-   Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten

4.11.12

my words are gone.

my tears have left.

my soul is absent,

no longer screaming with such ferocity.

i have nothing left to say,

no one left to trust,

nothing left to love.

my heart is silent,

beating doggedly,

counting down.

today,

i run on a loathsome autopilot.

inside me,

a child screamed, beat, sobbed.

died.

i am dead now.

dead to the world,

dead to myself.

the only thing left to do

is leave,

quietly, with as little mess as possible.

goodbye.

Favorite : Story Author   Follow : Story Author

  .    .