EmptyA Poem by Nina
I've been at a low point lately where I literally want to kill myself and this is how I imagine it.
I spend all of my days, hiding the wounds
And, everything that holds me slips away
I'm finally going to leave this broken place
I escape life's frantic embrace; gravity takes
Seven stories up, the wind mourns my fall
The world is dark, it knows my despair
But I'm not scared, it's just like flying
And the blood-tainted snow I'll never see
Cause you're gonna shut my eyes for me
Right now I hear it calling, and I'm going
Don't think you could have saved me
It didn't matter
I was too empty.
© 2012 Nina
Aboutwind chimes, late night drives in the desert with a fifth of vodka, an ivory sword, a ripple in the water, a white rabbit in the snow, a wolf in the darkness of the forest. I'm easy enough to read if .. more..