The Last Cut Poem by Billy Loving
The Last Cut
Rating: ★5.0
Such sweet pain
Coursing through my brain
As I watch the blood drain
Staring up at the sky
Waiting to die
To stand, no need to try
No one around
Not even a sound
Too late, I'll be found
Wiping the sweat from my face
Awaiting sleep's embrace
Lying here in my final resting place
Saturday, January 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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5/4/2024 8:24:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Really a poignant bit of verse on the final moments of suicide written with clarity of thought and mind. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Billy.