The Doorway of Light

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The last words of a man, who took his own life.

Submitted: January 04, 2012

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The Doorway of Light
- By MassThinker
 
I never claimed to be an angel, sorry that ain’t me.
 
This combination of feelings are so seducing, where am I?
 
I close my eyes in the shower, I see myself in a snare.
 
No more, please! I’m so torn apart now, stop it!
 
These thoughts are so deep I start feel like my life isn’t real.
 
Slowly splitting away from reality, whats happening to me?
 
Why is this life so hard and deceiving? Is there a bigger meaning?
 
I lack answers doubting everything I see around me.
 
God are you hating on me? I’m walking in quicksand, rescue me!
 
I’m so absent, I’d rather go sleep the sleep the never waking sleep.
 
I feel like happiness got on a boat and I fell overboard, it sailed.
 
There was nobody to scream, ”Save him!” the boat was empty.
 
It disappeared beyond the horizion! I have no life vest, I’m sinking.
 
Slowly down this immeasurable ocean to it’s cold and lonely bottom.
 
There’s not a single wave here to bring me back to shore, helpless.
 
I’m now sitting on this seabed, just to descend into the sand.
 
I’m feeling so lonely countless of hours are being spent alone.
 
Everyday is hard and empty, a minute is an hour, a day is eternity.
 
I’m no longer awake to watch the rising on the sun. Shine on me!
 
This infinite ocean are my many tears to drown in the floor is my room.
 
It’s not an sanctuary, I find no peace here, not a single joyful days has passed.
 
It’s not an harmonious cloud of love, but a dark place somewhat close to a prison.
 
I demand a lawyer, look in my eyes! I’m innocent, unlock this rusty gate!
 
I’m stuck in this state, there’s no way out. I pleaded for just a smile on my lips.’
 
My facade is broken, shattered and  useless.
My heart of stone is cracked and unprotected.
My kevlar soul is full of holes, patched up.
 
I’m ready to pack my bag and sail of like that boat. A true answer I can provide.
 
There’s no packing required, just a pair of boots. I’ll soon walk the long staircas of rest.
 
Look at my words! Every letter is shatting a tear of suffering for someone out there.
 
I’m in a tunnel before me is light, I can almost weather the Gods scent. It’s light!
 
Look up the sky out! You’ll see stars, planets and galaxys, nothing in propotions.
 
Endlessness, realize that you are never alone, when I die the pain will spit into another.
 
I will become one with this earth, one with the circle of life, I still have a purpose.
 
When I am six feet in a hole that doesn’t mean, I’m dead and gone. I’ll still be here.
 
I’m raising sail now, the wind is perfect.
I wish you a great time, clock is ticking.
I hope the sun always shines on you.
 
Aidue!


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