Kennedy Huston


Reality - Poem by Kennedy Huston

A knife sticks through my stomach
face full of relief
someone told me no finally
blood gurgles in my throat
rich and thick
I can taste it on my tongue
salty and slick
blood pooling underneath me
as I bleed out slowly
I don't cry
or shout out for help
I gasp
searching for air
and realize it wasn't no I wanted
it was death
a break, a time, an ending
to the horror movie poised as my sick
reality.

Topic(s) of this poem: death


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 30, 2015



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