Sweet Release
Oh sweet release
lines kept straight
crimson friends
come too late
The works begun
the rage is quelled
dripping wisdom
dark angels of hell
cold and sharp
my soul doth sigh
forbidden to live
forbidden to die
Oh sweet release
speak my name
in this truth
there lies no pain
letting out
letting go
breathing in
breathing slow
Oh sweet release
you've come at last
my future cuts
into my past
Marissa Lynn
I remember you killed me.
I remember the pain.
I remember the dagger.
I remember the stain.
I remember you whisper, "Your blood's on my hands."
I remember myself as I tried to stand.
I remember my own last dying breath.
I remember the torture that came before death.
Marissa Lynn
My name is Marissa. I'm 15 years old.
I'm all alone. The house is cold.
I hate this tainted life
full of sadness, lies and strife.
Sometimes I'll just break down and cry
as demons laugh behind my eyes.
I can't stand the stares I get at school.
People in this world can be so cruel.
Some days I feel like dying.
I get so sick of crying.
I'm just so sad, the house a mess.
I lie on my bed in a black dress.
I take a knife and then I hide,
remembering all the times I've cried.
I hold the knife in my left palm.
It's hard to believe that right now, I'm calm.
As I take my one last breath,
I laugh as I think about my death.
I shove in my knife and rip out my heart.
My mental state's tearing me apart.
Red blood pours out as I rip up my chest,
slicing and cutting away at my flesh.
I lay there bleeding on my bed.
The deed is done, at last I'm dead.
Marissa Lynn
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