The Last Act

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

The story of a girl who's given up on life and decided to take her own life. In her last moments she reflects on her life and the disappointments therein.

Lying on the filthy ground,

She stares st the red hot moon.

She writhes in pain but not of flesh;

She knows it will be over soon.


She thinks back on all that's lost;

She's gained little of worth.

Her eyes having lost their glow,

Her heart devoid of mirth


Nostalgic of the golden days

When happiness stood mighty tall

She thinks of all who made her whole,

But now she's lost them all


Cold and sore and dizzy she lays;

The time passes fast yet slow.

The lights blow out the curtains fall;

She breathes her last it's time to go.

Submitted: April 30, 2020

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You do a good job of capturing the emotions of a final moment.

Thu, April 30th, 2020 5:42pm

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