My End, Is Yet, But Far Still To Come... - Poem by Savannah Harker
So that night came.
I saw the end of all light,
Every next day.
As I'm stroking
Marking cut by cut
Reliving all past painful memories
The first memory came to mind
Slowly each floated on the oceans surface.
A sudden shame filled my soul,
Blaming myself for all that has happened.
Sudden movement, touching skin.
To my mind, my heart and soul,
It struck me.
My end, is yet, but far still to come.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
A blinking moment of suicide!
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