The Suicide

The waves crash over the shore

The shells -like my life- cracking under my feet

The gulls screetch overhead

The dark sky gloomy

The sun hiding from my suicidal self

A lone wolf howling from deep in the woods

A fitting background for the scene of my death

My body heavy with despair

I sink to my knees

My hand fumbling to find the poison tipped dagger

I pull it out of its sheath

The cool blade slashes the skin of my wrist twice to make a criss cross

The veins and arteries severed

The poison slowly spreads

My lifes' blood drips onto the awaiting sand

I do the same to the other wrist

A pool of blood forms on the red ground

I lie back

A smile playing on my lips as I feel my life slip away...

Reviews

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Nicely written, awesome piece. Loved every line and emotion. Great use of metaphors! Loved this!

[Scytheriax]

I absolutely loved the way this poem was written. The imagery was wonderful and I loved the diction in this poem.
It is a very tragic poem, but I think that's what makes it so beautiful.
You can really feel the emotion in this poem.
Keep up the good work!

[Personne]

Beautifully written and also so very tragic. I love how they are at the beach and it's night. It seems so peaceful, but something very horrible is actually happening. Great write(:

[Toasty (Erin)]

This is really well done, you express your self extremly well.
Beutiful

[katyj]

such a sad write. You express yourself well