Sometimes I want to run
Just simply disappear.
I don’t know where I’d go
Just anywhere but here.
My house, it is not empty
Yet it feels, that it is so.
At times I question, why
I stay.
Would it matter, if I just let go?
In my loneliness I’m drowning,
No one seems to hear or see
Dwelling on my darkest thoughts
Wishing I, would no longer be.
Still, here I am.
And will remain.
Seeking out deaths remedies
To finally cease this pain.
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Author:
Resa Bronstein (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments5
good flow and rhyme here, a good take on a sad subject. ww
Thanks
A grand write Resa
Thank you kindly sir:)
For me, death is not to be feared but embraced as the transition between the physical and spiritual existence. My only fear is that I'll not have accomplished all that I want to do in life. But who knows? Maybe I'll be able to just pick up where I left off upon entering the spiritual side. Excellent write Resa.
Thank you:)
Like AP I do not fear death, I just move on with My Spirit into the wonder of transcendental life going to eternity. Good write.
Death is always a comforting option in my opinion Resa..........can't be any lonelier than life can sometimes be.....
Let’s hope not .
🙂
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