Shachath

Shachath

A Poem by AJ Bell

I can feel myself slipping
Everything is slowly fading to black
The stars don't shine anymore
They've all burnt out
Their flame distinguished
Nothing left but steam in the craters it created in the earth when it fell
Much like our love
And I hope it doesn't have to be this way
I'm hoping we haven't touched down yet
I'm hoping that we can move forward
I'm hoping we can forgive and forget
I just feel so heavy
Too heavy to make a move
My lungs struggling to breathe under the weight
My heart slowing down
My Fingers are turning blue
The blackness sets in again
I just can't move
So I just lay there
Slowly being crushed
Gasping frantically for air
Until I just give up
She's coming soon to take me
To offer me my last kiss
To release me from my agony
And I welcome her with open arms
As her wings open in elegance I just stare in awe
She smiles at me and whispers
Shhhh it's okay, I'm here now
Just close your eyes and think of something happy
And my mind goes to you
She kneels in and kisses me
I see your face and you're smiling at me
Giggling in fact, at something I had said
And as I closed my eyes for one last time all I have are regrets

© 2016 AJ Bell


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Added on May 18, 2016
Last Updated on May 18, 2016
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AJ Bell
AJ Bell

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I was diagnosed with Bipolar II, Anxiety & PTSD 2 years ago. In 2013 I lost my therapy animal. In the Spring of 2014 my spouse of 6 years informed me that she had been having an affair & that we were .. more..

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A Poem by AJ Bell