Hesitation Marks

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
My skin is covered in hesitation marks

*Reached 100 Reads: 10/14/2016*

Submitted: July 03, 2016

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No matter, how many times, I’m close to

Knocking on Death’s front door, you can bet,

That I’ll get, too scared to actually go through, with it.

But I’m still, not feeling, very good.

So I’ll just, make, another hesitation mark, on my skin.

 

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t go through with it.

There’s way too many, unknowns for me,

To accurately say, that I’m willing to take,

My own life, I’m way too scared, because

I don’t know, what comes after death.

And I surely don’t know, if I’m ready to find out.

 

But I know, what comes after,

Making more, hesitation marks.

It’s a little bit of blood, running down my skin.

Put neosporin on, and a band aid right quick

And in about a day, it’s like, it never even happened.

So what, maybe there’s a scar, that’s left behind,

A symbol of my cowardice, forever etched into my skin.

 

My whole body’s covered, in hesitation marks,

Cause I can never go all the way in.

I may have gotten my feet wet, and I may

Be haunted, by endless suicidal thoughts and desires,

I know full well, that I could never

Jump all the way into the deep end.

 

No matter, how many times, I’m close to

Knocking on Death’s front door, you can bet,

That I’ll get, too scared to actually go through, with it.

But I’m still, not feeling, very good.

So I’ll, just make, another hesitation mark, on my skin.



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