Colin Mitchell Williams Poet Free verse

Virtual Suicide

Virtual Suicide

And should I scratch the darkness
For the sake of blood
Flow sickly red abhorrent
The succulence bewildered sticky heart

Ravenous escape to shadow
And mumble prays that have no answers
Only gleams of hope
That plea-bargain the sun to have risen

Leave me scathing in my own dust

Hiding in the corners where shadows depart
Refusing even nightmares
On the dull thump and thud
Beating slow incarcerated seconds behind my eyes

Fickle bones to draw the knife

Contemplate the makings of suicide
Black ink blood on the blank ink night
Swallowed my pride
And tossed the blade aside

Chill shivered in beaded sweat
Lest you forget, you forget, how close you came
To the ending vent
And the endless rant of an open vein

Huddled on the rocking chair of my knees
Plea-bargain the sun to rise
Save me from the dread of tonight
Swallow me whole for the sake of blood

Virtual suicide 



 

This poem was written in the late 90's; after I had faced and accepted an awful truth. I
remember the following day like it was yesterday. I realized I was stronger and more
myself than I had ever been.

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Christopher Higgins April 3, 2009 at 3:29 PM Powerful, honest piece..raw emotions spilling truth for all to read..respect.

Carolyn Devonshire April 3, 2009 at 1:38 PM I can feel the pain and anger in this provocative poem, Colin. "Plea bargain the sun to rise" is a unique concept. I was glad to read of your recovery from this state of mind in your note at the end. Strong poetry, well written. Drives the message home clearly!