Callous Contemplation

NinjaGirl


Notice of absence from NinjaGirl
Hi everyone! I have been gone for a while, I don’t know if any of you all have noticed, but I apologize for not leaving a notice anyway. I will be gone for a while. I am not done writing poetry, and I have not given up. But I will be away for some time. I expect to return around 2028. Not sure if any of you guys will see this, but thank you for reading my poetry. Please do not worry, I will be okay! I look forward to returning!

Hand holding the knife

Sitting still on my bed,

Thinking thoughts of death.

 

Slowly studying my wrist,

Wondering when I'll perform.

Taking time to ponder...

 

Eyes ever growing heavy,

Slipping soundly into sleep.

  • Author: NinjaGirl (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 2nd, 2025 14:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: If a knife's the only thing I'll ever sleep with, it's fine by me!
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 37
  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    Dark and packed with tension this poem dives deep into the psyche. A relief in sleep but wakeful hours are highly tense.

    • NinjaGirl

      Yes, though I can't describe the feeling of "tense" I felt when I realized I slept with an open 6in blade! I was worried then, and grateful it didn't, stab my eye.

      • sorenbarrett

        Sleeping with a knife is not bad I often have one below my pillow

        • NinjaGirl

          I did freak out a girl at a summer camp by keeping a pocket knife under my pillow... she brought it up for years.

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Dearest 🥷, this one hit me deep. The stillness around those thoughts makes it even heavier…quiet, relentless, and haunting. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛ Wonderful job, my friend!

          • NinjaGirl

            Thank you!



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