Pieces

Is the Reaper to be feared or welcomed?

As the blood runs down from my arm

I imagine a waterfall

Somehow through all the pain

The darkness is still beautiful

The crimson torment flows 

Gracefully in a current

If I can't pass through my depression

Why not embrace it?

I spent my whole life running from the Reaper

Fleeing from the scythe 

It cost me everything

So now I sit in sumptuous pieces

The Reaper looking down at me successfully

Receiving the pleasure of demolishing a finished puzzle

So the blood keeps flowing

This time from more than my arm

And as the beautiful darkness blurs the edges of my vision

It feels like a caress

I have finally found everything I thought I had lost

The Reaper calls my name

And I come to him in pieces

Reviews

[Dannyisawriter]

This is pretty sad. Don't get me wrong, it's well written! But the message or topic is really sad. I can relate a lot with this as i've been in that place too, but we can't forget that God loves us and if we just turn to him he can get us out of that place :)

[John C. Chill]

I managed to find time to catch up on my reading, and in this first poem I see it was a wise decision.
Above being a poem about depression, death and suicide is something else also, since it has such a coherent structure and haunting imagery. And I love my buddy The Reaper, so that's also nice. :D
A good poem, overall. :)

[Riley Justine]

I'm glad you liked it! Thank you!

[Zac]

A great and emotional write!

[Riley Justine]

Thanks bud!

[Confuser]

Don't call the Reaper? Wow, there are some great lines in this poem. It is very forlorn. Thank you so much.

[Riley Justine]

Thank you for reviewing!

[Confuser]

You're welcome!

[Confuser]

I re-read (image) Imagine: It is a very good poem.

[therisa]

A very dark poem, which I hope, you're writing, as fiction and not personal experience. I ask this, as someone, who has a long history of suicide attempts and chronic depression. For this poem, realistically describes the feeling of hopelessness and being lost. I won't lecture you, about "God" or anything else, but I do hope, if you feel this way, please get help. Hate to think, a bright light is lost, to us, before their time.

[Shiveon]

intense, i can feel reaper standing over me,, overall poem spread the messege Never Give Up.. i think so..