Resting
They begin slowly at first, creeping and crawling,
Like the breath of a runner, they quicken with brawling
Plunging into a void, the air evading my lungs;
Sucked up inside, each shiver licking like tongues
I burst into the open, despairing for breath,
My arms flap around me, my legs feel like Death
I put myself here, I yearned for this mess!
To escape life’s “gift,” its heartache, its stress…
The cold closes in, the light finally fading fast,
Choking burning ice, are these moments my last?
What should one think of when one is about to fade?
Of sadness, of happiness, or of the life I haven’t made?
The darkness of the sky cracks for I am beyond saviour;
He is looking upon me, judging my behaviour
Leisurely I sink, and I think of my kin;
I think of His scrutiny of this act, of this sin
Vision escapes my eyes with panic on calm,
It’s a “deadly place,” yet so beautiful; no alarm
The currents ease me down, my heart my graceful weight
Abyss finally finds me, my peace, my fate
About the Creator
Ellis Hughes
Hi there! I'm a 21 year old woman looking to become a poet and share my thoughts and feelings with the world. Please look through my work and let me know what you think!
Instagram: @elz_zia
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