This death is long overdue
It only took two overdoses and a handful of hangings
But now we're here
We're finally here
And "by my will, this shall be finished"
I reminisce on my romantic escapades, so many laughable failures
And only four positive experiences to show for it
Estella, Jordan, Josephine, and Margaret
Though I never knew any sort of intimacy, I am happy to have known them
I wish them better luck than I had
I remember my friends and the time we shared
Indeed, it was fun, and it gave me hope
Despite what I am about to do
My battle-brother, my champion, my dearest friend
He alone occupies my thoughts, and for him alone I pray
That my death not hit him too hard
But I know he is strong, much stronger than I am
He is amongst the best of men, and he will live a wonderful life
It's not like my own mattered anyway
I have nothing left
No reason to endure this ceaseless tragedy
My family has left me
My friends have forgotten me
Those few that remain in contact despise me
Not even I like me
All I can do is go to death's door with pleasant thoughts
What use is ruminating on negativity when freedom is so close?
I imagine a glen enshrouded in twilight
A tree upon which I limply lay as a gentle force nudges me awake
I cast my eyes upon the visage of my belovèd
Though I did not meet her in life, we recognize one another
In tears, I beg for forgiveness, clutching her ankles
She raises me to my feet and tells me that it's ok,
That she understands, and that my pain is finally over
Sing to me your sanguine lies and make death my final dream
That my tears be not shed in vain
- Author: AnxiousMane ( Offline)
- Published: March 13th, 2020 17:30
- Comment from author about the poem: with any luck at all, it\\\'s finally over
- Category: Sad
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