"THE BEAST HAS MY NUMBER"
The windows to my soul
are shattered
somewhere in the darkness my heart dwells
in impudent silence
Beating
I'm shaking still
for the cataclysms of the past
have me hopelessly lost
In my own existence
I hear voices calling from all around
Unable to follow any
or be found
Lost in this endless maze...
It is maddening!
The darkness folds around me
enveloping me in it's grasp
beckoning me to stay
never go back
My mind begins drifting
Prayers slip silently from my lips
I can utter but a whimsical reprove
My body shudders in it’s grasp
The noose has it's hold
I try to scream
but can only gasp
as my life lights up before me
My body retches in spasms
as I claw furiously, shake violently
to free myself
But the Serpents hold only tightens
I feel a presence now
The heat feels as though it will consume me
moving closer
the stench fills my pores
The Beast is magnificent
I can but cower in it's presence
Knowing...
I shall be consumed
In the Beasts jowls now
from just one swift move
The saliva is putrid
and burns like acid
All that I am
beginning to dissolve
Eating away my very being
Death becomes Me!
Images pass through my mind
Another place, another time
Blue sky’s, White clouds
The scent of a Flower
To feel again
for just a moment
by tonywdidit
Author's Comments:
"I wrote this while wondering what takes place in the mind of one who would choose to commit suicide. How the events may unfold, in this case by hanging oneself. And perhaps the event as they unfold as one slips into the grasp of death and perhaps towards hell. As well as any last thought one may have as they slip away completely."
2006-09-06
06:30:58
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