Euthanasia

Euthanasia

I am an injured deer

Put me out of my misery

This cruel world

Need see me no more.

 

I am a broken soul

Frayed to my very core

Worn out, and looking

For a place to sleep.

 

This heavy heart

I can carry no longer

Longs to be buried

And rest in peace

 

My limbs are tired

They tremble and shake

As I walk, as I crawl

Down the road of fate

 

My thoughts run wild

They overflow

They flood my mind

My eyes, with tears and sorrow.

 

They raise questions

Of rooms never meant to be opened

Questions that, if escaped my lips,

Would have me lose my neck

 

So it’s better silence me for good

Before such damage be done

From seeking truth, I’ll run

Into the arms of death

The ultimate seal

 

In doubtful hands

This bottle rests

Waits to bring forth

Another icy chest

 

Souls of those who are weak

Of those who have failed the test

Failed the test of life

All wait here

Wandering for eternity

No sleep for those

Who could not be patient

 

 

But if I prayed

Prayed to end this life

If day and night

I was on my knees

Would it really be suicide?

 

Or if such a disease

Was to befall me

Where the pain be sharp and slow

Would it not be your duty

To free me of shrieks and squirms?

 

So in this note I beg

Assist me to my death

Release me from this horror

Preserve the skin I shed.

Reviews

[The Cobra Lounge]

deep...dark...and disruptive. A poetic nightmare that many artist and writers can relate to I'm afraid. We all cling to our creative inspiration to feel alive...a lot of us are one-step away from depression and self-deprivation. Release can only be found in the ink we share...the artist paint...for some...it's found in the precious life blood that is often taken for granted..

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

In this crazy world it is easy to feel like this sometimes... very deep and intense writing... it was like a volcanic eruption of negative emotions.

[Mark]

Suicide is only painful to those loved ones living with that memory. A life so painful it can no longer be lived is horrible. A very deep, controversial subject which you've treated so well. I enjoyed the read.

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Deep dark and powerful. Enjoyed the read.

[Lily Mae]

This just is wild. It's talking about something so dark but man ..in an eloquent way. The vision of the wounded deer stayed with me throughout and made me at the end compare it truly with our human despair.. I love it as a whole but the last line was so powerful to me.. I love it...x

[Elisa Laura]

For many a sensitive subject, yet I am glad you bring this to light. As It should be just not forgotten, Poignant, painful, but wonderfully said.

[Revery]

You know my dear, I have pushed around the thought of writing this poem. Its not meant to be morose or depressive, life is potent and to tolerate the weakness the lies others possess, and the pain is just exhausting sometimes. If it were not for my beloved and my babies I would welcome death, but that is only in the context of the redeemed nature of my soul. I completely empathize with this on so many levels. There are days where I would willfully go on to the more waiting behind the crossing of the bar. Most will think this is a depressive poem but its not, it has more reality to it that most can palate. This is a strong fantastic write.

[UnderCompulsion]

This is really a beautiful,sad but truth write.I can relate to it and just like the Muse said we all can.Sometimes writers and artists can feel lost in this world,and the only thing that saves them is their talent and world they create with their talents.

[Coyote Poetry]

Such sad vision create by this poem. Each set of lines leading the reader to another sad situation. I like the flow and the thoughts in this poem. The poem held a sad tone to the words till the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote