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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Gothic · #1550563
definitely not romantic...
Under the luminiscent moonlight,
I lie hidden amidst the shadows.
Forcing my sobs to melt in the breeze,
My tears fall, as the leaves shelter me.

In grief, I fear nothing but giving up.
For once I stop breathing,
Justice may not be fulfilled...
And I will remain a victim, a prey.

My wounded body languishes,
In the bloody pool of sorrows.
It is over, I have to go, farewell.
I stood up and glanced at me.

Stunned... I stared at myself..
How could I? I just gave up...
Just like that... As if I wanted to..
Did I? I trembled and knelt beside me.

I couldn't just go... My heart says no..
My fingers brushed my bossom..
No sound, no beating.. nothing...
No! Breath one more time for me..

I am cold, I held my hand and trembled.
I touched my cheek with it..
Is this really me? She looks like me...
No! Reality struck me suddenly...

I pity myself, as I hover about..
Trying to gently wipe the cheeks,
Of the lifeless corpse, that I left behind.
In my arms, I continue to weep at myself.

I kissed my forehead gently,
And touched my eyes to sleep...
I do not have the heart to let go,
While it stares pleadingly at me..

I tried... My body will not accept me..
Impossible.. It's truly over...
I am gone... I should go now...
I laid myself.. And stood up to go..

I cannot tell the world now,
How I lost to sorrow and pain.
How I struggled to choose life.
But instead gave my soul to eternity.

Where should I go now?
I cannot see the light... Is there one?
I can only see darkness...
And the moon as it gazes over me..
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