the noise of my own footsteps drives my mind into terror. there is never a peaceful moment for me even in slumber. there has to be a way for me to achieve peace. i need to. but how do i go about it? my terror grows everyday with the voices speaking viciously at my mind. the hallucinations are growing steadily worse with every sunset. the have become gruesome. there is blood constantly on my hands. no matter how hard i scrub my hands it remains. this terror is consuming my whole being. how do i stop it? i need to. the need grows more urgent with every sunrise. nightly tears bleed from my wrists.the blood sooths the terror that eats at my very soul. this terror grows stronger with every new moon. it need to be killed. i need to. the night holds my greatest fears but brings me comfort, for they are out of sight. day brings me to the brink of my nerves. this discomfort grows stronger with every full moon. it has to be stopped.i need to. the only conclusion my mind finds amongst the terror, discomfort, voices and hallucinations, is death, how do i do it? i need to. on the moonless nights of halloween my body falls silently towards my freedom.
looking back at all we shared tears start to stroll down my face. with my head shaking i wonder how the hell did i screw this up? we had everything. we could just sit and not talk and be understood. i would change the mistake if there were a way. my hand reaches toward the sky as a plea to have you back realizing it probably wont happen i fall to my knees. with my head hanging an outcry of sorrow leaves my body. the origin from my heart and soul. looking out at the mountains my heart is wrenched from my chest. with a final smile the life drains out of my eyes. there my body lies being consumed by hatred. another outcry leaves my body originating from my soul, but this time of pain. a flicker of life appears in my eyes. my hands reach for my heart......
sweat coats my body as i bolt upright in bed. the nightmarish vision still fresh before my eyes. with a glance towards my hands fearing that they are blood soaked. tears leak from my eyes. the expression on his face still lingers.reaching out my hand brushes the hair away from his face.gently kissing him, my hands slide his eyes shut. shaking my head in disbelief at the reoccuring nightmare. he was just trying to help. looking at my hands to see them soaked with his blood, trying to wash it away. it remains. walking towards the bed to have my eyes behold his body laying motionless on the floor. my tears fall upon his face. with an out cry of sorrow my body crumbles besides his, and cradles his head in my laprepeatedly saying,"why?. how?.no! please, wake up! i love you. i didnt mean to do this. please, wake up. i love you."
as the light slowly fades to night, my eyes become serene. while my heart longs to be held, blood runs from the bullet hole. while the inner beast roars in anger at being caged, my true feelings show. at the sound of hand cocking the gun, i look into his eyes to see compassion and sorrow. as the trigger is squeezed, he says broken heartedly,"i love you. I'm sorry. forgive me."tears bleed from his eyes as the bullet pierces my heart. this is my sacrifice to save him.with a tranquil voice i say ," i love you. i already forgive you. i made this choice to save you." as my breathing slows, he wraps his arms around me. he yells with anger, sadness, and sorrow," happy now!?!?!i did what you asked!now let us go!"the last thing i hear him saying sorrowfully," thanks for saving me," then with the feeling of his last kiss the life exits my body
COMMENTS
Lovely Poems...
Lovely Rhymes...
I feel the taste of these poems and the taste of blood through bullet pireced the flesh into heart...
very painful and very lovely poems...
lovely all...
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vampchica4
02:17 Jan 23 2009
you have the same writing style as me. you're amazing! I love it when I can feel certain emotions oozing off the page, and this scene is incredible!