Please Hold...

Just a sad poem I wrote, not about me or something that happened to me lately, but I just read this story last night and I got some ideas. Hope you like it...
The clouds are dark
In this cold lonely world,
I make my way
Through all this broken memories,
I feel the same way
I felt long time ago,
Under the heavy weight
Of my responsibility

It all came back
In a short scary dream,
And again I remembered
What I had and what i lost,
It all came back
Again hunting me
The past became the present
And my new reality.

The lights are fading
And I prepare for the end
The end I have been waiting
For way too long,
I close my eyes and wait...
After this I won't be me again
I won't be a living thing,
Just a dead corpse.

Why is this hurting?
Regret bites my heart,
I regret everything I've done
In this short life...
But why am I still hurting
When I know its my last day
In this cursed old house
Death is just a whisper away.

I look at the empty pill bottles on the floor
And then drink some more of the strong liquid in the glass
As it burns my throat my eyes widen in shock
Oh god what have I done?!
I grab my phone and hit some numbers in
As my vision is starting to blur
The air I breathe feels dry and cold
The last thing I heard was 911...please hold.
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Published: 2/25/2011
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