Committed Poem by Brandi Guthrie

Death and it`s definitive end,
The closing down of love and pain.
I dream of this unfocused mend,
A release of an undeserving bane.
Repeated nightmare, it suffocates,
It`s been breaking me to the floor.
A life depleted, I`ll supplicate
And to this empty room, I implore.
Uselessness has me tied,
Wrists cut red with blood.
An unwashable filth inside.
So soon this suffering is done.
Beauty hides her eyes from me.
No splendor holds more true,
Than what secrets I must keep.
I now know what I must do.