Untitled =P ( any ideas? )

• Artist: patchwork ace
• Description: One day at school i was really depressed (for many reasons), and my english teacher told us to write a poem about life. I made this just to spite her. XD
  It's a bit too abstract ( if you know what i mean ), and the meaphors are a little complex, but my english teacher gave me good marks, so what the hell?
  
  *By the way, if you don't really understand it, then rather than rate it low, just skip it. please?
• Date: 03/25/2009
• Tags: death depression suicide dark poem

Stuck. I can't get up.
Sorrow and pain have lashed me to the floor,
the rope - my blood.

Dark fabric weighs down tonnes
on my fragile, lifeless chest, and I cough and sputter
as vital oxygen is wasted in this pathetic body.

Drained and weakened fingers slowly reveal the silent killer,
hiding in a pool of it's own doing.

I hear death laughing in victory,
but i silence him with a breath,
as the drums end their march.

Comments

[meizha]

Life is so depressing nowadays isn't it? =(