***peering Into That Crystal Ball*** Poem by Kristofer Kries

I went to a physic

to gaze into my future.

She looked in my eyes

and started to cry.



We sat at the table

tossed the bones

flipped the card.

The fear in her face

never changed.



So she brought out the orb,

that sphere, full of mist.

But she couldnt look in

for it was too painful.

She had to leave

I heard her throw up.



Alone at that table,

I couldn't resist.

So I peered down that ball,

and i saw,

what I already knew.



Yearning death

with a swelling heart.

Mean, angered

and unjust suicide.

That quick loud word.



Running that blade

down my lungs.

Hurrying, tumbling waves of blood

gushing through my mouth.

Praying this final breath

will never last.



Quick-broken crests

of scarlet tint

slapping on the floor.



Young teen staggering

so curiously below there.

Drooping eyelids,

losing consciousness.



My blood bleeds

bloody tears.

Only to die,

slumped on the floor.

The blow.

the quick dull thud.



Quietly placed,

the foul, morbid odor falling.



And as my life

flickers out.

I start to wonder...



Was this morbid reality of mine,

nothing but flashes and specks?