Sometimes

Sometimes

A Poem by Saint No-One
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I just needed to post. Also due to recent circumstances... irony.

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Sometimes,

When I'm skating downhill,

I feel like I could close my eyes

And just let go.

 

I don't think I'm suicidal,

But my psychiatrist

Seems to think so.

 

I could shut them tight,

Till I hear nothing but the

Chunk

Chunk

Chunk

 

Of my wheels on concrete,

The steady repetitious beat,

Like a lullaby.

 

So I open my eyes,

Just one second too late

To see the car racing down the street.

 

So I become a chalk line on tarmac,

A cranberry silhouette.

 

But I don't want to die.

 

Some days I just wonder what it feels like.

 

Like when you stand on the edge of a building,

Staring at the double breasted jacket,

Suit and tie ants below,

 

Start leaning closer to the edge real slow.

And think, if I jump will I fall or fly?

 

Have I been too good?

'cuz I'm too f*****g young to die!

 

For a second I think I'll do it,

S**t, maybe my shrink knew it...

 

So I jump, the car hits me,

Seconds later I smash,

Like a cannonball into the deck,

But I'm not making any waves.

 

Crows cackle in the distance,

So I open my eyes,

And light is streaming through the window.

 

© 2013 Saint No-One


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Very realistic. Everyone has what if thoughts, you aren't alone and perhaps not entirely crazy.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on November 19, 2013
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Saint No-One
Saint No-One

Madera, CA



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