Departed

About Isolation.

Reach out to me,
just before I fall apart.
Let this slow pulse guide me,
until they stop my heart.

I don't regret a f*****g thing,
I did what was meant to be done.
The prophets have stopped their banter,
and now I'm the only one.

This cell was meant for me,
it's cold embrace is never what I dreamed.
Days melt into nightfall,
Not the life it once seemed.

You promised you'd write,
yet only silence fills this room.
I can see birds fly from my window,
I wonder if they can see inside this tomb?

If looks could kill,
they would bury me with my thoughts.
Dirt would rain down from above,
tearing away serenity that I once sought.

Every moment seems frozen to me,
they have torn my soul and slayed this body.
Left inside is an empty core,
Barren shell is rotting.

Love is just an afterthought,
the door always locks behind me.
Fool me with their expertise,
Blind their eyes to what I see.

The punishment is the crime,
a waste of flesh and bone.
Never to walk the streets again,
I will live this life alone.


 

Author's Note

No personal questions please. I left it open for interpretation.

Reviews

[lindsay]

Very well written and I got the concept completely. These are my favorite lines:

"You promised you'd write,
yet only silence fills this room.
I can see birds fly from my window,
I wonder if they can see inside this tomb?"

I like that you expressed the emotions so exact and you are very blunt about it. Good Write!

[Bunny Thumper]

Markus.. Why so sad.. you need to write happy thingss.. but itss f****n awesomeee (:

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Very nicely done. Isolation is no fun. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Legion]

Chilling. Reminds me of the main character in a piece I wrote called "Ballots and Bullets: Choosing Sides". A well done write. Lots of despair and realization. Kudos.