From Atop the Ledge...

By NarcissusNarcosis

...And that moment comes
when there is no voice there anymore
to talk you away from the ledge
to coax you back
from your inevitable leap...
Maybe all people have abandoned your hope...
or maybe you realized, interaction with another
might kill you both...
Only yourself left to convince
arguments heard only in your head...
you've taken all this time
debating, trying to decide...
and if hours were humans
you'd be a mass murderer...
Arguments with your own mind...
Is it worth it?
No............
Lose your temper
and beat it with a hammer
until it's dead...
watch everything unravel...
You've run the pen
until it dried
grabbed a new one
and threw it aside...

So silent now...
You can hear
the sound of ink tears
whistling,
shrieking,
as they fall
farther and faster
slamming into pavement
after an immeasurable distance,
their descent never noticed
until they crash...

...and then
when you can clearly see the end
no fork in the road
no left turn, no bend...
This is it...
Lean forward,
breathe in the smell of eternity...
the scent of a life gone horribly wrong..
Watch everything that ever was
rushing at you, full speed...
it gets closer and closer
but it never started moving..
Nothing left...
Only your date with the dirt
that you can never be late for...
Karma has come
and left you with this...

Try and try
with all your might
but it's all

o

v

e

r

As you embrace the impact...
no cover,
no blanket to grab...
Comfort dies
in the blink of a third eye
nothing left
but the Fire...

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Published on Wednesday, July 10, 2013. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "From Atop the Ledge..."

A former member wrote: Soooo . . . I'm the only one between the zwei of us that still hears voices trying to convince me of things? Geez. "Or maybe you realized / interaction with another might kill you both." *smiles at the perceived tale of depravity* Actually . . . the hidden meaning and intent behind this one seems almost sociological . . . "arguments heard only in your head"--okay, so in the first few lines, you weren't talking about your inner voices at all--but the outer ones from the people around you. "Arguments with your own mind"--ahhh yes. We know how well those work out for everyone. "Lose your temper and beat it with a hammer until it's dead." Um, perfection. "You've run the pen until it dried / grabbed a new one and threw it inside" . . . always writing, like a clock. Tick tock, tick tock . . . the cuckoo pops out, and it asks you why you don't use pencil . . . Sometimes no matter how long I stare at a line, I never truly understand whether you mean to say 'tear' as in the water-soluble sodium that falls from our eyes, or 'tear' as in a rip. I suppose it could be both at once, though it's clear that here, you mean the former . . . "No fork turn in the road, no left turn, no bend"--very clever way of posing that same old, trite 'no way out' or 'no turning back.' Then the vertical arrangement of "over" and the the mention of the third eye . . . Man, I understand why people get the inkling of the meaning and wanna lick your pages clean. Just imagine what they'd do if they were you and got the urge to devour it from the inside out. So here you are, trying to rip yourself open and crawl away, and meanwhile, there are others that lurk who'd like to do the opposite. I don't know about you, but I think that brain of yours is even tastier than candy. Must be the flavor of all those opiates . . . ;D
On Wednesday, August 7, 2013, Dancing_Monkey (1228) wrote:

Damn right, in the blink of a third eye. I felt my hair move in the wind and the cold air raise up from the dark waters beneath me. The idea of suicide is something I think we can all relate to.
On Wednesday, July 10, 2013, blue angel (866) wrote:

This write carries a heavy impact. You brought me to the edge and made it feel so surreal ~ Ingenious lines too "So silent now, you can hear the sound of ink tears..." & " Lean forward, breathe in the smell of eternity..." ~Brilliant ~^_^~ xxx
On Wednesday, July 10, 2013, dwells (4177) wrote:

This is the trajectory of life beyond the karmatic paybacks, When the good die young and the old seek the eternal fountain of youth. Much truth and pluck my eyes with a pin from Mother's robe, cheers NN!
On Wednesday, July 10, 2013, Devilish (2633) wrote:

I love your titles they prepare me for what kind of oil i should use for the masturbation session.. this one i just stuck my fingers in my mouth to get em wet. it was hard to scroll as i played with myself but i got to your tag and got off. feel this. mmmmmm i always do.
On Thursday, July 11, 2013, Devilish (2633) wrote:

I was sent from hell to deliver heaven .. wanna touch it?. mmmmmmm,....
On Thursday, July 11, 2013, MissAngelic (482) wrote:

Shes from planet sexy butt ;)
On Thursday, July 11, 2013, MissAngelic (482) wrote:

Or should i say Uranus haha
On Wednesday, July 10, 2013, MissAngelic (482) wrote:

See this is why your sssss is stuck!! :P LOL
On Wednesday, July 10, 2013, Nehema (958) wrote:

This is the NN I love to read, raw n real with unique freestyle verses heaped on top of each other making the mind follow you to your abyss. Dark yet deeply felt truth - XXOO