On the Brink of Suicide Nothing but darkness ahead, The sun never rises, I get lost within this Rocks give way, dirt crumbles, I still don't know where this takes me,
by Melissa Grant
I walk down a path,
shadows
draping behind me.
The only sounds are my footsteps,
treading on the
cool earth.
Endlessness, taking my mind,
beyond
where my eyes can see.
and only
one way to go.
I try to turn back, only to find
a wall
has grown up at my heels.
There's no way back,
only one
direction I can follow.
the moon
never sets.
The path winds and gets steeper,
rocks
unearth below me.
Time is not an element,
and there
is no place for me to rest.
pointless
life I lead.
There's no reason I'm here,
my life's
not heading anywhere.
There's no reason for anything,
for my
sorrow, for me to breathe.
everything that supported me.
Crashing out from underneath,
no
warnings, no signs.
The pressure's gone and shadows behind,
a light
is ahead and all I feel is free.
where my
life is heading like before.
All I know is shadows are behind me,
and
something must be waiting ahead.
Something that might be,
worth
continuing to live for.
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