These cyanide hopes and arsenic wishes
asphyxiate slowly on dreams cold and vicious
Life is most cruel when you least expect it
Pay close attention cause the wounds are infected
Lungs squeezed so tight you can taste your own blood
and never again will you remember what's said
eyes filled to the brim with tears you won't cry
and never again will you defend your own pride
being kicked when you're down never feels good
no one seems to be acting quite like they should
alone with your thoughts that numb you to sleep
pay close attention cause the pain runs too deep
dreams dreamt so long you can see your own fate
and never again will you feel so much hate
mouth overfilled with words you can't say
and never again will you feel the same way
Be quiet. Just listen. absorb it all in
If you utter one syllable, the yelling won't end
Feeling so worthless from the time trapped inside
pay close attention cause there's no where to hide
Jaw clenched so tight you can taste your own death
and never again will you breathe your own breath
Gut filled with bile with nowhere to go
and never again will you trust what you know
Eternally haunted and broken within
you once were alive but never again
About the Creator
Sara Wilson
Lover of the strange and unusual. I write mostly horror or true crime. I occasionally publish other things, but try not to write only for the sake of having content. Feedback is always welcome and appreciated!
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Comments (12)
Congratulations on top story,
Wow this was shockingly moving! Even though I'm not sure I quite understood the intention (I'm still building my poetry literacy) I loved reading this incredibly powerful piece! I might have to read it a few more times to get through the layers and imagery
Hi Sara, I really enjoyed reading your poem. Thanks again for sharing. I’ve also given you a LIKE and SUBSCRIBED too. Could you read my story, give me a LIKE, SUBSCRIBE and probably add a COMMENT? That would mean a lot: https://vocal.media/fiction/lynda-the-series-episode-one Looking forward to reading more from you. Thanks
INSPIRING https://vocal.media/poets/lantern-of-hope-k61jd054y
Your words pierced my heart like an arrow. I'm speechless . Great work !! mine - https://vocal.media/poets/christmas-shopping-iyzm0r20 https://vocal.media/poets/is-it-solely-mine
I was once alive too! Great work!
📝🥹❤️🎉Congratulations on your Top Story 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
Too much truth? Must be a Top Story! 🏅
Wooooooo Congrats, Sara! Top Story!
I feel this one deeply, Sara.
wow...lots of sadness, strong imagery. Another classic by you! You always pen things...even dark and sad things...so beautifully!
😮😮😮 What an amazing poem, Sara! I'm speechless! The first line was so impactful that it pulls you in right away. It's like the start of a horse race, as soon as the gates open, it's off to the races. Hope as is well, my friend. Brilliant performance. 👏👏👏 💖