The Fight
My body’s cold
lips are blue
why did I do this; because of you?
I feel the earth below me
like a pillow under my head
no knives, no guns, but pills instead
The bottle lays empty
cap unscrewed
what did I do? what did I do?
My spirit floats my body lays
my lover finds me
and he prays
I reach for him
I'm sucked away
like a deep crest of a wave
he pounds the ground
screaming why oh why?
I asked myself why did I?
My parents arrive, my best friend too
I thought to myself, What did I do!?
I look away. The pain’s to deep
my life is over!.. Because of me
I look back for one last glance
they zip me up in the body bag.
I did this to ease my pain
I lost instead of gained
as I look down at my family
I regret that night
my life stopped ticking
because of a fight.
© Copyright 2018 Janelle C.. All rights reserved.
Comments
Oh wow this is powerful to say the least. Such a well written piece. Very well done.
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Thanks!Means a lot
Some things can never be taken back. Painful, powerful -- an excellent write!
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Thank you so much!
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