My Ending

February 4, 2010
As I sit here,
I fall apart.
My body goes to sleep.
It zones out.
Nothing about me lives.
I decay on the inside.
Die slowly.
Like leaves on a brown fall floor.
Except I am not beautiful,
Nor graceful,
As I fall apart.

My eyes don’t see,
My ears don’t hear.
Just leave me.
The only thing that works,
Is feeling.
And I wish it would go.

I want to fall into nothing.
Because nothing is better than something.
Better than this.
I know longer wish for anything.
I wish for nothingness.
Death cold hard black.
This hurt I feel burns,
While nothing happens to my body.

As I sit,
I hold my tears.
They can’t come show.
Because no one may know,
While I sit.

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mask456 said...
Jul. 13, 2010 at 5:43 pm
I love howe this poem just flows along! I fell you speaking throught this, and i completely understand!! I love this piece! It threads the feelings of your mind so wonderfully! please comment on my work!
gymbabe This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 12, 2010 at 6:56 pm
Great style in this poem, sad and meaningful, it looks almost like a drifting leaf.  Beautiful.
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