Saying farewell from the end of a tightrope

July 29, 2010
By Kellyyy BRONZE, Long Valley, New Jersey
Kellyyy BRONZE, Long Valley, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a calling"- Sylvia Plath

Angel of darkness, angel of light
only the Devil may say which is right
I wish I may, I wish I might
Gain from my inner demons a little respite
(I hope a little good remains despite)

a Hiroshima heart, my own Nagasaki looming
only after the eruption may flowers begin blooming.
Like a cigarette unfurled
the poisonous ambrosia twirled
a dirty ballerina dances in my veins
succumbing to that which tames

the spirit and the soul
a Gulag groping for the daily dole.
Heart racing, my grip goes slack
Herculean strength needed to go back.
All the comforting phrases and oohing sighs
meaningless clich├ęs to my jaded eyes.

I cannot go on any longer
this Dachau oven world, too somber.
So as I take this one last breath, mon amour
know that you
could have done more.

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