Dark And Gray

by Kathleen Jenkins   Dec 4, 2005


Dark and gray
are the clouds in the sky
the kind of cloud
that makes you wonder why
it makes you wonder
are you here for a reason
as dark and gray
as the coldest of seasons
but sometimes you answer
that question with no
and think to yourself
that you have to go
you go in the kitchen
and grab a knife
your life is over
with one little slice
as you drop the knife
in the puddle of blood
and as it it drops
with a cold hard thud
you start to think
and begin to wonder
as you hear
that clash of thunder
that scares you to death
when your already dead
maybe i shouldn't have listened
to what they had said
so now your body
starts to get old
only to rot
and turn into mold
your parents walk in
to see such a sight
and find you dead
on this lifeless night

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  • 19 years ago

    by Amanda

    This poem really gets to me.
    In a good way, I think.

    "so now your body
    starts to get old
    only to rot
    and turn into mold"

    I like how there you didn;t go too far overboard with the gore. (some people try to to make it "good." but often it just makes it sound fake and forced.) But the fact that you used the word "rot" instead of, say, "decay" or something. It would have the same effect, but the word "decay" would add weight, so to speak, to your lightly imaged poem.

    Wow. That was long. But eek, like I said, this poem gets to me. I like it a lot. :)