The End....

The cut of cold sharp steel,
The rush of warm oozing blood
The experience of fast beating heart
The memories of pain passing by.

The failed aspirations,
The lackluster performances,
The unkept promises made myself,
The sound of dissapointment, ringing in your ear.

The time coming to an end,
The darkness pouring over
The heart slowing down
The end is here.

Poetry by Kanak Vadhan
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Written on 2012-07-09 at 09:20

Tags Death  Suicide  Failed 

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Describes the slow progress to finality really well. The darkness and especially the weight are what hit me the most. Feelings many can relate to, I suspect... very emotive. Thanks.