Hang Me From My Feet

Lying gracefully in my still bed

Trying to sleep through nightmares in my head

Suddenly, I was awaken by a threat

My feet were tied together and up I went

I hung from the ceiling in discomfort and pain

Reaching down to the ground for life to restrain

I closed my eyes and tried to think

Of what I did to have me suffer and sink

The blood rushed all to my head

I opened my eyes and tears poured out onto the floor and my bed

The shining tears crawled everywhere and entered into my mirror

They draped everyone in a glass bottle full of nothing but fear

I tried to reach up to my feet and untie the ropes of my suffering

But I was too week and my veins pulsed empty of strength I wasn’t exulting

My body was drained of energy, hope, and even staying alive

Just hanging there was the worst torture of all, dying slowly with nothing for to strive

My body turning color, I spread my hands out wide

Then clenched them into fists for lasting pride

Piercing screams dashed through my throat and into the air

Silent it emerged but the pain I was going through the people were not aware

My body was numb and turning red, then blue

Painting colors of emotion, maybe thinking of you

My last thoughts they may be

To end one life with confusion, unanswered questions, and sights yet to see

Your mother, “dear tell me this…”

But you die while explaining, your voice she will miss

She’ll never know the answer, only left to wander endlessly in a pool of uncertainty

My body inhaled discomfort, hate, and misery

“Invisible you may be,

You can scream all you want but no one will hear or see”

 

So is my fate sealed in a tomb of uncertainty?

Or is there just one out there that can hear my screams

And save me from my suffering and misery?

You tell me, until then, I’m still hanging here unbearably…

 

Reviews

[Midnite Writer]

I agree, dying slowly is the most painful way to die. If I had to die (and I don't have a death wish!), it would probably be being shot in the head.

There was a good flow to this poem, flows are always important, in stories or in poems (more important in poems). Now that I read it over, I notice how one minute she's "Lying gracefully in my still bed", not even a minute later she's "Hanging from the cieling in discomfort and pain".

R.

[The Fading Poet]

An interesting analogy with death. Certainly unique. Quite passionate. Such a horrible way to die. Unless, of course, it is martyrdom. But then again...the person in your poem will never know until the after life.

[Watson Trippy]

That has go tto be the worse way to die.A slow torturous death.Very detailed and gruesome imagery , but I like the way you described it.It's like you put me in that position where I can feel the fear and feel the pain.All I can really say is nicely done.

[Mae Bee]

I like how this was told. I like the idea of all of this. The form of torture was very good. Very discriptive and honest, dark and dangerous. I liked how the words fell and stacked. Overall it was just a very interesting good piece.

[Thomas Fitzrichard]

This is a real tour de force. I really felt this poem from start to finish. It was claustrophobic and neurotic in the best of ways. This is the best poem about inner torment i've read in a long time.

[From Yesterday: The Fea..]

yah thats a LOT better than before. sorry i haven't been on im. i was at my dad's. I really like this poem a lot, and the rhyming of it is amazing! lara sounds smart! yay!

my favorite lines are:

The shining tears crawled everywhere and entered into my mirror
They draped everyone in a glass bottle full of nothing but fear

those lines are full of wonderful imagery!!! and also i love the quote you have near the end:

�Invisible you may be,
You can scream all you want but no one will hear or see�

those lines are very powerful! did u make that qoute up? or did u find it on a website or something?

neways...great job duuude! your soooo talented

[Amanda Crandall]

good start. fun wordplay and imagery. many representations of pain and fear. I t does sound like half a poem though.

[From Yesterday: The Fea..]

OMG...i love it, but it is REALLLYYYYY uhhhmm...kinda dark. Dark but deep and beautiful at the same time! i'm definitely putting it in my favorites because your rhyming is proffesional and it has so much description and imagery.

however, i do think you should add on to it, and tell the reader if this person dies, or lives.

...i think you just need a stronger ending to make this poem even better!