Release (National Poetry Writing Month #22)   Leave a comment

I’m losing faith I never had
In a love left unreturned.
Unrequited love has left me burned.
This desiccated husk of a man lay
As this love burns me more.
Burns me to the core.

Hope is gone,
Life; shattered.
I lost the only thing that mattered.

In my fucked-up, first-world problematic life.
I’m standing on the edge of a knife.
Waiting for the blow to end it all.
The final push that lets me fall
And reach the end,
the sweet release,
From all the pain I give to me.

– Shaman Romney 2016

Posted 04/22/2016 by Shay in National Poetry Writing Month 2016

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