Abandon

Abandon

A Poem by William
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at the end of the world, you're the last thing i see. you are never coming home, never coming home. could i? should i?

"

we’re at the end of the road [world] now, and
you’ve got your mouth to the barrel of the gun.
‘shoot,’ you say, ‘what are you waiting for?’
[‘why not,’ i wonder. ‘what’s the point?’]
there’s blood slipping from the corners
of your Chelsea smile, this is the moment
that i know it’s over. smile, your eyes are
stitched shut, and it’s not survival of the
fittest anymore. it’s survival of the liars
and the scared and the killers, and i know
that tonight i’ll join them, i’ll go down in the
book of judgment. i’m the last person on Earth.

i kiss you as the stars explode [bang bang]
i pull the trigger; the sky cries and fires go out
and you fall [fall in love, i won’t let you go]
i kiss you in the rain and wonder, ‘where’s
the beauty in this tragedy?’ whisper in your
ear, ‘i won’t let you go,’ as i stroke your hair.
kiss kiss bang bang, you lean back [fall down].
your hands tangle in my hair, we’re locked in
a blaze of passion as the day meets the night in
a fiery crash. i stay with you until the stars fall
and the dust lays still, the wind is silent and
you stare at me with your st-st-stitched-shut eyes.

judgment day, horrible sounds of screams and
dying terror. i take your hand and drag you
through the deserted highways and empty
hallways. the flickering fluorescent lights create
a grimy backdrop to the final climb. stairs, stars
and stairs and doors and we make it to the roof.
i hold your hand, and we kiss for the last time.
the background of sky explodes, we’re past the
end now, but this epilogue doesn’t have a happy
ending. it’s a bittersweet kiss, as i breathe you in,
tasting you breaks my heart. i steady myself and
abandon all, breathe one last breath and i take the fall.

illusion is only what we make it out to be.

 

 

Awards

  You are one sick person

May 30, 2010


 

Involuntary Rocking

Aug 22, 2010


 

mind awakening

Aug 30, 2010



Gold

Sep 2, 2010


© 2011 William


Author's Note

William
i did mean, "stairs, stars and stairs", by the way.
this is my absolute favorite of my works.
ever.
enjoy. :3

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I adore the last line! Profound, not original, but indeed fitting the poem to a T and making the entire experience much more intense! This is an intensely descriptive poem and the imagery is gorgeously disturbing. A wonderful beautification of decay! The structure is one thing that has to be noted, very academic and form fitting but in a flexible, creative way that goes beyond any hold on structure... if that makes any sense at all haha. I loved "st-st-stitched-shut" great rhythm and notion. The only thing I found to critique is "you hands tangle in my hair," I think it should be "your hands". A truly, wonderfully beautiful piece of art. You are indeed talented!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I like the dual meaning and bittersweet overtones. It has a feel of desperation and finality to it. Good job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Great job! I loved this poem!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I dig this... kinda chaotic. Very good read... thanx for sharing and entering my contest...

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow. That was a GREAT poem. The way that it was put together was amazing, how everything flowed, the words that you used...great. Great stuff. The only thing that I would suggest is for you to capitalize your 'i's. I'm not sure if you meant to leave them uncapitalized, but I found it a little distracting to the poem itself. Other than that great job. Well done! Thank you for writing this and entering it into my contest!
~Aurora Lynn from 'In Too Deep'

Posted 13 Years Ago


*whistles* that's some awesome stuff. Definitely a favorite of mine now. I love the feel of it; it is desolation, resignation and all consuming passion.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Loved it...

Posted 13 Years Ago


i really loved these lines of yours "it’s not survival of the
fittest anymore. it’s survival of the liars
and the scared and the killers"..
this poem has the potential to win awards..
good work:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Thoughts are mind blowing,pouring out the reality.Liked it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Really impressed William. Very well written.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow~~~ this is amazing. its so truthful and the flow and imagery is amazing!!!!!!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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William
William

Atco, NJ



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Hello, my name is William and I'm a write-aholic. My first poem ever was written in January 2009, so I'm still pretty rough. Nothing is perfect, but I'm addicted to writing, and I do enjoy doing it.. more..

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