His hand on the trigger
Gun aimed at his heart
From this world
He wishes to depart
In this moment of truth
Flashbacks of his life
The number, countless
Of times he reached for a knife
Recalling the shinning blade
Dripping with blood
Depressed and alone
Rejected by love
He wonders how the answer
Of ending his life has derived
He knows its because, slashing his veins
Was the only time he ever felt alive
He thinks back to the happiness
He felt when he was young
All of that ended
When his mom left for above
If she saw him right now
What would she think
The thought leaves him frozen
His heart starts to sink
He rethinks
What hes about to do
This plan of his
He doesn’t know if he can go through
Shaking and scared
He puts the gun down
Falling to his knees
He hits the ground
the darkness that
has filled his life
disappears, lost
somewhere in the new light
since the loss of his loved one
he thought his life should curtail
but now he decides to live life
memories prevail
An amazing acclomplishment...that's about as close as I can get to what I feel about this...it really is wonderful!
A poem-tale about a particular state. I wonder whether this author knows 'The Darkness Song' by Dino Campana, an italian poet of the twentieth century. However these lines are written very well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow that's really d&m so sad but i like that the darkness doesn't win in the end