Resurgam

by richard   Oct 25, 2007


_RESURGAM_
looking back on the night i died
i remember as though it was yesterday
it might have been,i dont know
time is no factor where i spend my days

it was a dark night
as dark as the hole i called my heart
the thunder rolled and the lightning struck
the storm set my mood,it did its part

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

alone in my room
protected by locked doors
comforted by this privacy of my death cell
there i would work,to settle the score

i was out to destroy a masterpiece
to leave one lifeless
i was the aspiring artist
my body the blank canvas

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

you called to try to save me
but i wasnt listening from the start
i guess you shouldve tried a little harder
but the knives,they were so very sharp

masochists to which i catered
internal demons to whom i answered
there was no way to stop the cycle
the slight headache had turned to the cancer

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

then i started to work
it got difficult to ignore the pain
each laceration got deeper
every cut closer to the vein

i wondered why i didnt do this sooner
instead of living on so worthlessly
i prayed that God would understand
and that he would have mercy on me

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

blood was flowing,i opened the flood gate
goosebumps covered my skin
i was slowly losing the last feelings i had
everything was spilling from within

raining blood onto an earth-tone carpet
staining it the darkest shade of red
crimson tide has a new meaning now
soon i will be reduced to a puddle on the bed

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

you might say i was insane
that i was confused in my mind
but that was quite the opposite
i knew what i was doing the whole time

with bloody hands and a clear mind
i was going to end what i had started
it was obvious what was next
it was time to leave me empty-hearted

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

i lifted the knife for the final blow
the one that would end it all
i aimed straight at my black-hole heart
this was the one to bring the downfall

the blade ripped the flesh as it went through me
my pulse growing slower all the way
my heart then exploded with the pressure
i was already starting to decay

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

i watched as the room faded away
darkness clouded my eyes
my mind slipped through the curtain
everything that was me had died

i was gone,a lost departed soul
a bitter memory of hate pain and sin
all that remained was a picture
with a smile hiding the madness within

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

so looking back,post obitum*
it was the perfect life to seclude from
in unlikelihood,you mourn for me
dont waste your time,for resurgam**

cross my heart...
lost my heart...
bury my heart...

cross my heart
hope to die
stick a needle in my eye

stab my heart
just to die
pluck out my fuc.king eyes

(*post obitum- latin for "after death")
(**resurgam- latin for "i shall rise again")

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