Split Whales in the Summertime

Cocorosie is changed in this. I'm safe.

Broken hearted as a heart can be,

We're all a ruin like broken leaves.

Tesculla when I scream out in my mind.

The master of all that is here and now,

Please. Kill me.

I want to feel the gripping pain as I escape to Vahalla,

Then maybe, as I shlip into nothingness,

I can understand my haunting thoughts.

Author's Note

also there isn't ment to be a lot of nice language in here, reason being is because when you're pleading and fasting talking and nervous, you're not gunna use complicated language and nice metaphors, you are going to plead and say what ever comes to mind when you're faced with life and death, oh yea and i'm still safe, for now.

Words I have invented:
Tesculla: literally dying of crying.
Shlip: gently tumbling.

Reviews

[Globy]

its like talking you to you. interesting approach. well written and good flow!
:)

Globy
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[Catey]

Nice poem. It touched me to read it. Our inner thoughts make us crazy sometimes and we argue with them so much. It seems like they always want to take the easy way out.

[John Edwards]

Harrowing and gripping.

[eglantine]

:( great control of internal conversation. Reminds me of my own voice, or a far off whales

[Emily B]

i've been having some of these same conversations since january, still safe though

take good care of you

[Cristina Moldoveanu]

Stay safe and sound ! Good poem indeed. The last line is so sad. Overall I liked it, thanks for sharing.