Last Breath

We had an assignment to write a poem about the end, death. I know alot about that. I made three, and could have kept going, but i stoped myself this is one of them..

Thinking about death,

how in that final breath

you must feel peace.

Would you not?

 

The peaceful bliss.

The forever living.

The start of a new life.

Wouldn’t it?

 

Telling the world

your ready.

Telling the people you love

you’ll be fine.

Why wouldn’t you be?

 

That happy place.

Your safe place.

Your imaginary happy after.

Why not picture it?

 

Wondering why.

Why make it seem grim?

Why make it a big deal?

Why would you cry for

someone’s suffering to finally be over?

 

Why not be happy?

Why not imagine them in a better place?

Why not?

Author's Note

This was just a class assignment and thought that if i put it up people could enjoy my writings. I love people talking about them but alot of people don't because they scare alot of people. I have a dark past, and writing is my way of talking.

Reviews

[jerrypat]

You pose questions for the reader in this, not all that dark poem, but I understand the theory that death is a dark subject, therefore this classifies as dark. You make a lot of good points within the confines of the piece and that is as it should be. I enjoyed "Last Breath."

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

Sometimes we cry even if we are happy that they are done suffering, usually because we miss them and/or we could join them in a better place. And I agree, writing is a great way of sharing your feelings and letting go sometimes. I think a lot of writers have a hard time speaking in person and are better putting their feelings on paper...though i guess it just depends on the person.

Good Job