The Consequences

When all is still, I yearn for the kill. Nobody'll miss me, I reckon.

When I have nothing better to do,

I think of you.

Of all the times you've lied to me.

Of all the things you've said I couldn't be.

 

When the lights go out,

You're all I think about.

All the hurtful things you've said;

They sometimes make me wish I was dead.

 

When all is still,

I yearn for the kill.

To be away with this person that's lived inside me,

This person just simply cannot be.

 

When all is gone,

I sit out on the lawn,

Thinking of how good it would be

To get rid of this "me."

 

When all is dark,

I listen to the bark

Of the knife as it beckons.

Nobody'll miss me, I reckon.

 

When I bring the knife to my flesh,

My mind and body finally put to rest.

You can't hurt me here.

I will never shed another tear.

Reviews

[Lifeofbennard]

Is has a melancholy feel. An interesting poem. Rather unique thoughts and writing style. You need to work on the rythme a bit but the is good overall.
Keep on penning haha
-lemen

[MakeshiftRose]

Yeah, I don't really write rhyming poems because it's not my strong-point. But thanks for the review. It was much appreciated. :)

[Lifeofbennard]

Rhyming and rhythm is different.
It doesn't need to rhyme.
It just needs to have a feel and flow to the poem.
But it was strong and a good read.
(:

[MakeshiftRose]

Gotchya. I read that wrong and thought it said rhyme. Oops haha But thanks. :) I'll try to work on that with my new poems.