our kingdom in a casket (prose poem)
By Bashost
Where have you gone my love, and why are you breathing? You said you felt
dead in my arms but I know you've been reincarnated in his. I want you
to be under the ground with me, cuddling in a lightless box wondering how
the world outside is changing. I wanted to spiral into an unsavable depression
with you. I wanted to build our own world, our own little afterlife six
feet under the dirt of that depression... It wouldn’t have be much, but
it would've been our kingdom inside a casket where we would lay cuddling
in tears, picking which worms to let inside our bodies and which ones to
condemn. We would've been gods, sitting together on a throne no one else
could see.
I wanted to be recluses together, never surfacing as our skin peels away
with holes from dirty needles. We would've been skeletons living off the
invisible government, the new American dream! Was my apartment not a cozy
enough coffin for you to spend eternity? Or was it the smell of those rotting
cats in the garbage bag I kept in the closet to accompany us into the next
life? I promise you, If you step one foot on my grave I'll reach up from
the dirt and drag you down with me, into a plot so deep that no medication
could ever pull you back towards the sun. I wanted you to be my crying
queen, I wanted you to grow pale as me in my lightless world hazed by sage
and cannabis incense. You would've been everything to me, not because I
loved you but because depression is no fun when you're in it alone —
and you're the only one I thought I could drag with me. I'm rotting away,
and soon gravediggers will find me in this stuffy apartment, lifeless with
the needle still in my arm as you walk down the aisle to wedding bells
under a setting sun.
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Comments on "our kingdom in a casket (prose poem)"
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A former member wrote:
Nice one right here.. Yall can check out my work since I'm new on DP I need your lights as I walk through this dark path.. Cheers
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On Friday, June 20, 2014, haunted
(851) wrote:
very good poem bashost, im a huge fan of your writings. you are truly with the dark and all its many faces. this poem is perfect, you captured so many emotions and your psychotic thinking is to die for. awesome!
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On Friday, June 20, 2014, soul_versing
(882) wrote:
Disturbingly grotesque on many levels, yet I couldn't stop reading it. I have an infatuation with horrors, and it's the anticipation of not knowing what the ending will resort to that hooks me. Aside from that... you have an error in your write, easy fix. -TG
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A former member wrote:
I loved the line" i wanted you to be my crying queen" its something dark but beautiful well down