Ode to a suicide; failed

We've all been rejected

I wake at night in sweat and fear
Remembering all those times
Times when I'd wished Death would take me

All those nights
I cried to her, asking her to take me
She would never listen
Like every woman I'd ever loved
She just left me, alone and cold

I wasn't good enough for Death
I wasn't good enough for anyone
I don't know if my friends understood me
I don't know if they just pitied me
The great failure that was my life

Sometimes I still call to her
At times my blood wants to be cold
My heart wants to stop feeling
My mind wants to stop thinking
I just want to sleep

Reviews

[Nathan Durham]

This was very beautiful. The words painted a powerful picture in my mind of my dark past. I can totally relate to this. The words flowed smoothly throughout this.