Not Today

Blade to wrist, ready to go

Look out the window.

But the moon's out and full.

Not yet, not tonight.

 

Pills lined up, glass to the side.

Glance to the left on the sly

But the sun's out and bright.

Not yet, not today.

 

 

Rope over a rafter, box on the floor.

Listen to the thunder even the score

But the rain's falling, a gentle lullaby

Not yet, not now.

 

Hell, I guess today

Just isn't

A good day to die.

 

N. Strong

Reviews

[ABitBrokenPoetry]

love this. i've been there many times. i love how you've broken each paragraph down into different methods: blade to wrist, pills, rope. And i love how you find a different reason not to do it each time, my favorite one being the rain. inspiring, in a sad but honest sort of way. going in my favorites. great write.

[misha]

This is realy showing a lot of emotion . i enjoyed reading this peice because it is real.

[Geminair]

yeah i really like that! brilliant writing and method i cant totally relate to it too and the defiance at the end....

[Omar]

This gave me goose bumps. I don't know, it's so powerful. And the picture of the dewy leaves is so hopeful, so natural, so full of life... I love how I could see the moon clearly, then see the morning sun again... It's like I'm witnessing the debate inside your head, and it's pretty turbulent.
This poem is very melancholic but I can sense the hope in it. Don't give up on that hope. It's your drive. Cheers :)
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[nora]

oh i really like this one, nydia. it sends the message of an empty promise to ones self, and oh god, i just love this poem! great write. keep it upp!