Defeat
THE SONG PLAYS OVER AND OVER AGAIN WHILE THE MAN IN THE MIRROR CHALLENGES HIM TO SWALLOW
THE HAND FULL OF PILLS. INSTANT NIRVANA, PRESCRIBED DEATH, HIS HEART RACES, DOES A SIMPLE
IMAGE HAVE SO MUCH POWER TO KILL. TEARS STAIN HIS SAD BLUE EYES WHICH GAZE INTO BEYOND,
LAUGHTER THE DISTANT WHISPERS OF DEMONS. AN ANGELS HANDS REST UPON HIS SHOULDERS, HE
SHUTTERS, HER WINGS SPREAD, PRAYERS HER DISTANT SINGING. HE CLOSES HIS EYES WHILE THE
IMAGE STARES BACK, SADNESS OVERWHELMS HIM, AS HE TAKES A MINUTE TO REGRETFULLY REMINISCE.
FRIENDS, FAMILY, LOVED ONES, MEMORIES, HOLIDAYS, A BEAUTIFUL CLEAR NIGHT, ITS KILLING HIM,
FOR HE KNOWS HE WILL BE MISSED. NOT ONLY SUICIDE RIDDLES HIS THOUGHTS, BUT THE FACT OF HOW
MUCH BLOOD WILL BE SPILLED THROUGH AND WITH HIS HANDS. FOLLOWING HIS DEATH WOULD HE COMMIT
MURDER, KILLING THOSE STARS, HOLIDAYS, MEMORIES, LOVED ONES, FAMILY, AND FRIENDS. THE PAIN
THAT CRUSHES HIS SOUL, CRUSHES HIS DREAMS, A NIGHTMARE IN WHICH ONLY HE CAN FORGET. TO DIE
AND WELCOME SWEET SURRENDER, NEVER AGAIN CAUSE DISAPPOINTMENT, NEVER AGAIN HAVE TO
FORGIVE. THE DEMONS LAUGHTER GROWS LOUDER, THE ANGEL CRIES, FOR SHE KNOWS AND UNDERSTANDS
WHICH PATH HE'S GOING TO FOLLOW. HIS EYES OPEN AS HE AGAIN CHALLENGES THE MAN IN THE
MIRROR, HE CRIES, HE SAYS GOODBYE TO HIM, HE SWALLOWS. A EUPHORIC FEELING BLEEDS DOWN HIS
SPINE AS HE WALKS TOWARDS DEATH, REALIZING THAT FINALLY HIS LIFE AS JUST BEGAN. HE FINALLY
LOOKS FORWARD TO TOMORROW FOR ONCE IN HIS LIFE, AS HIS PAST FADES AWAY THE PILLS SILENTLY
FALL FROM HIS HANDS.
Copyright © Thomas Gieseler | Year Posted 2011
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