Pleading for Death's Kiss
By SirEnders
I'm not too young to die
I can't live in this lie.
To force that painful smile
I'm My own final trial.
Amongst the gleaming rays
I am in the dimming days.
Death, is not My last resort
He is My choice of support.
To know He is the only constant
In the Black is where I'm content.
My last reason, was ripped from Me
Just, please, let Me fade away, please..
I thought I was stronger than this
But I'm begging, for just one last kiss.
I'm begging to finally get to leave
Only a miniscule reason to grieve.
I'm begging for the strength You gave
To finally not want to see my grave.
But, I don't have to beg for Death
6 feet isn't a very strange depth.
I love the numbness and pain
He will never tell Me to refrain.
I can't hate Myself enough
But, I do like it rough.
I'm awake for days on end
Insomnia, is my closest friend.
Today is 6 days with no sleep
No complaints, not one peep.
My life, is one long night
Soon, He'll be in sight.
I won't have to beg for this
Death's embrace will be my goodbye kiss.
Comments on "Pleading for Death's Kiss"
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On Monday, November 27, 2017, Jenna-Stone181
(6) wrote:
Love this poem, heartfelt and brutally honest. I applaud your use of rhyme as well, beautifully written.