Poem Comments

To Fall Alone

You're cold hard eyes turn to lock with mine and I feel it. The luminous smile turned into a dark lurking frown. The sympathetic tears that stained your eyes have long since fallen. Mercy is no longer your game. To fall alone would end it all. To be the one at the final scene. I ask myself how could I lie straight to your eyes?
The promises of this poor impossible life I try to lead.
Oh wise man please fill my need.
Answer my questions along with this plead.
I suffer no longer for I gain no merit.

Time ticks by passing only to remind me of my sins having no more fingers to count them with. My eyes flash to the heavens above thinking God must be laughing at my foolish situation. Where has the love gone? It must have turned to ash and been flowing with the wind for ages now. Across the Earth showing those who look hard enough the story of my unholy demise. The lies that were told to bring me to this state of a living death, must have rusted away by now.


With every fiber of my being I try to apologize for my mistakes only to be shot down with your cold angered laugh. Showing all that you have cared about before has gone and left with all of the promises I could never keep.
Bring me my dagger so I can release both of our pain and suffering.
On my knees and broken bones I beg and plead for understanding.
I won't give in!
...but yet I feel myself giving up.
I lose ground in the battle that is raging on within my soul... within my being, I fall and lose control. A demon of my past has reawakened to claim its everlasting hold on me.
Showing not all of the chains have been broken. Why I felt I could do this alone, I shall never know.
Pity is not what I seek.


I dig my nails into my flesh to remind me that I'm still alive. With every wilted rose petal that falls another part of my soul dies along with it.
I look for inspiration along with deceit to feed my dyeing need to be accepted.
I turn my eyes back to your red face and smirk at you. I can see the puzzled look in your eyes. They then turn to shock as I reach into my coat pocket to bring out a large metal revolver. I click of the safety lock and point it towards my brain.


My heart pounding to a different type of beat now. Its starts to race along with your own. I close my eyes and whisper my final farewell. As I pull the trigger I get my wish.
I can see that you finally care with my last words still hanging in the air.