As I Die

by Loveless Dreamer   Oct 11, 2009


As I sit in silence & surrounded by hate.
I could never hope to find you, it's always too late.
I feel the slick blade on my wrist & there's no other way.
I slice in & my pulse begins to fade.
Everything is going away.
Eyes go back, heart is cold, blood runs black and I go.
Don't worry...it will be alright.
With death in, I slite my wrist...now say goodnight.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Loveless Dreamer

    Exactly wat i intended

  • 15 years ago

    by Loveless Dreamer

    Kool! thanks amelia. thats great that you can relate to it.

  • 15 years ago

    by Second to None

    Wow. this was very very good. i liked it alot. its one of those poems i can relate to because ive been in that situation before and i know what its like.

  • 15 years ago

    by Loveless Dreamer

    Oh ok thx ben

  • 15 years ago

    by Kuro

    You must be feeling pretty low to write all these depressing poems all at once. i hope you feel better,but that doesn't mean much coming from me.

    about the poem: "With death in, I slite my wrist...now say goodnight."

    ^ that seems like an awkward line. the first 3 words do not make sense, also "slite" is misspelled. its supposed to be "SLIT". also elipsies are not really nessecary. if you want to make a dramatic pause, either use a comma or go to the next line. that way when the reader reads it, the pause is more effective. but thats my opinion

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