a sweetgum seed

By raspberry89

i dont remember the day i began despising my existence
i do know i showed little resistance
bidding adieu to the remnants of my innocence
knowing my farewell wasn't a coincidence

cause i want to feel a bullet make its way to my brain
i want my limbs to blacken, lying broken, in freezing snowy-rain
i just want the pleasure of peace after pain
i need no funeral or name

let my weary body rot it the spot it was lain
cause all in all, it's all the same
people may drown or burst into flames
yet everyone leaves just like they came

when my head hangs high up some sweetgum tree
and my body dangles lifelessly-then ill be free
so please let be whatever's left of me
as my blood will water the sweetgum seeds

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Comments on "a sweetgum seed"

On Sunday, June 28, 2015, TropicalSnowstorm (1580) wrote:

I agree, I thought of the same reference. This flowed eery and well. Ciao, T/S
On Saturday, June 27, 2015, carlosjackal (2787) wrote:

For me, this read like Billie Holliday's Strange Fruit told from the point of view of a suicidal protagonist, so sick to death of their life and the racism suffered, that they crack and say, "Come take me, we all leave as we came!" A well wrought, dark dark piece.
On Friday, July 24, 2015, raspberry89 (14) wrote:

hmm, interesting...i've never heard that song before but i see what you're saying