The Nameless Poem
Nothing, you say
Can have made me stay
You scream and fight
Wait
No, that can’t be right
Violence
Bright as night
Suicide could be your friend
What’s the point of living?
We all die in the end
Seas of spiteful lies
Empty promises blown away
Like dead autumn leaves
So
I’m asking you please
With death at the door
My breath coming no more
Alone
All alone
Colder than stone
I wished to be the moon
It is never alone for it always reflects the sun
But now my sun has gone out
My reflection disappeared
Knowing death had reappeared
Stares
Becoming glares
The slim sleek weapon
The small insignificant blade
Remains as cold as jade