a/n: Just a random collection of drabble poems that allow me to alleviate the accumulating pain that gathers within myself at times…
I do hope that they leave some sort of impact or impression upon you.
Please enjoy, I guess, as far as depressing content goes. :/
No need for a disclaimer, since these soliloquies belong to yours truly. (:
So all copyright notices go to Sasuke-sama. :D
*~*Slit My Wrists and Hope To Die*~*
*-Drabble Poem #1-*
Faulted
Slicing away at my flesh
Keeps my soul and wipes it afresh
Washes away all of my sins
With the knowledge that I will never win
At this pointless game of life
I will end this suffering with the swift slashes of my knife
Bleeding, screaming, yet on the outside I remain unfazed
My eyes slowly drooping, hazy and glazed
I feel as if every part of me is worn
Just as my flesh is blemished and torn
I just wish that one day this battle will end
Knowing that perhaps I had had someone to call 'friend'
Scarlet fluid stains everything within sight
As I fight to remain conscious with all of my might
Because although I wish for the ceaseless suffering to end soon
I am not yet ready to face my inevitable doom.
…
…
As my heartbeat slows and my pulse comes to a halt
I realise that perhaps maybe it was not my fault.
a/n: Depressing, yes, all of them in future to come, yes; this is a drabble of poems specifically written to help alleviate my pressure and make me feel a little more human by doing so. On that note, if you love, would you please be so kind as to review? It would make me ever so happy! (:
Until next time then!
Ja ne! x)
*-Sasukeluva 4eva out-*