Funny 'till the end

The tears fall from my mouth hidden as a joke, 

a way to camouflage the turmoil you invoke.

My calmness crumbles and the shaking ensues

In my eyes you awake the resting blues.

Sadness has come to whisk me away

Get up of your knees it's too late to pray

I'm done with this s**t, I've had my fill

I grasp my parchment. my ink and my quill...

"It looks like suicide, as though I took a pill

But jokes detective, this is a murderers kill..."

Reviews

[Anicca]

This is wonderful and says so much in so little space. Beautiful writing, keep it up. Only criticism, be careful about mixing 'of' and 'off', I always have to double check for this mistake too.

[Cheryl J. Turner]

This is a very powerful piece of poetry!