Savannah Harker

Rookie - 34 Points (21-10-1991 / Cape Town)

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.
Touching,
Screaming.
A sudden shame filled my soul,
Blaming myself for all that has happened.

Every whip
Every swift,
Sudden movement, touching skin.

To my mind, my heart and soul,
It struck me.
My end, is yet, but far still to come.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

December 2011
A blinking moment of suicide!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 19, 2012



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