Kevin Massie


Tear Days - Poem by Kevin Massie

black tears of sorow come from my wrists as i slice open every last thread of life i have. my breath begins to weaken. i start to feel dizzy. and then, only then do i see her face, the angle thats been waiting for me. she welcomes me in to her caring arms and i embrace her. people say they are afraid of death, yet dying is so inviting and we need to embrace death follow it and do not fear it for the power of death and love can easily be matched. all this time i've been waiting to meet her, the perfect girl, my love, now that im dead i have found you. it was simple all i had to do was load that revolver and pull the trigger. now i will live with her forever in heaven and love her like no love has ever been. death to me does not sound like such a bad idea.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 26, 2010



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