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I am the end.
I am the answer you seek out at night
as you question your life yet again.
I am a weakness, the loss of self strength
as you contemplate the ultimate sin.
I am self-loathing, a mirror reflecting disgust,
the same one you stare into for hours on end.
I am the soul-splitting pain felt deep in your core,
like the shame felt when you dropped the razor again.
I am the reason you hate yourself so,
the reason for ending your life.
I am the conflict felt deep within
when you can't even pick up the knife.
I am desperation, why you're close to madness,
why you finally pick up the gun.
I am your strength when you pull back the trigger,
the reason you want to be gone.
I am the blackness that completely surrounds you,
that engulfs you in darkness at last.
I am bliss, ever-lasting and certain,
the reason you're now part of the past.
I
am
everything
you
ever
wanted.[/font]
as you question your life yet again.
I am a weakness, the loss of self strength
as you contemplate the ultimate sin.
I am self-loathing, a mirror reflecting disgust,
the same one you stare into for hours on end.
I am the soul-splitting pain felt deep in your core,
like the shame felt when you dropped the razor again.
I am the reason you hate yourself so,
the reason for ending your life.
I am the conflict felt deep within
when you can't even pick up the knife.
I am desperation, why you're close to madness,
why you finally pick up the gun.
I am your strength when you pull back the trigger,
the reason you want to be gone.
I am the blackness that completely surrounds you,
that engulfs you in darkness at last.
I am bliss, ever-lasting and certain,
the reason you're now part of the past.
I
am
everything
you
ever
wanted.[/font]
Published 19th Jun 2010
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Anonymous
19th Jun 2010 1:35am
Well constructed and strangely beautiful poem of suicidal depression, the final despair, and I like how you personify that feeling, unveiled_darkness.
19th Jun 2010 3:41am
thank you so much for that comment! thank you for taking the time to read my work! greatly appreciated
21st Jun 2010 10:16pm
I like this! Can I ask are you the cutter the one causing the cutting? I give you kudos for this poem
21st Jun 2010 11:29pm
thank you sooo much for reading this! i love that you love it! to answer your question, "I" am not the cutter. "I" am the reason behind the cutting. "I" am the end the cutter is seeking out. and by the way, welcome to DU!
28th Jun 2010 6:46pm
29th Jun 2010 4:50am
thanks so so much! i appreciate that you took the time to read and comment
14th Jul 2010 7:46pm
14th Jul 2010 10:24pm
26th Aug 2010 8:54am
This work has a... the only way I can describe it is a driving force behind it as you're reading. Like, you read it and you can feel it forcibly taking you somewhere. Excellent. Also, I like the rhyme and flow of it.
29th Aug 2010 10:27pm
13th Mar 2014 2:28am
This is dark and beautiful..and I think it's pretty close to how it actually feels when someone is in that stage...despair that arises out of the daily contradictions we choose to ignore till it become too much to take. It's like a poem from death to the person who is about to, but has not yet, committed suicide..I am not the suicidal type but I do know people very close to me who are and how they can't help it...Anyway, it was a good read.
