Deathwish Poem by scarlet murderess
Deathwish
One.. Two…
Now my eyes are shut!
53 storey high,
One wrong move
And I shall die
One step more
And I’ll see death…
Too bad for words,
Soon I’ll be frigid as corpse
Never for a remorse
Never to breathe again
And guilt is haunting me,
So I must draw the line
Losing my grip
I’ll end my story
53rd floor, I’m on my feet
I got no life to keep
Pull me, oh gravity
Let me die on three!
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5/1/2024 10:36:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This could be thoughts at freefall but the tension in the verse was not developed enough to convey it strongly. Interesting piece.