If You'Re Going To Kill Me Tonight Poem by John Kipling Lewis
If You'Re Going To Kill Me Tonight
If you're going to kill me tonight,
do it slowly.
I promise you won't need to bind me.
I won't move.
If you choose a blade, let it be sharp
but make your cuts shallow.
I want to feel the warmth of my blood on my skin.
I promise you wont need to gag me.
I won't scream. I'll close my eyes
and bite through my lip.
If you're going to kill me tonight,
let me feel my life slip away.
As my breath slows, as the end nears, kiss
me gently on my forehead. I love you.
I can't possibly understand how this feels, but I think it is well stated.
I'm only expressing what 1 out of 200 people feel. Being depressed is part of who I am and while I'm depressed I write poetry to get the feelings out. There are a few nuggets of sensuality on my list, if you care to dig for them. And other ideas. But asking me to stop expressing my depression isn't likely to reduce the number of poems you find here about it. It's simply an expression of who I feel.
Give me a break John! Enough of the poetic suicides already on this site to last a millenium. Bored of this topic in poetic males. Loving someone is nothing to do with killing them imo. Loving is breathing life and living it. Try again please! Tai
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5/1/2024 4:40:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't get this one, I can't relate. I don't understand where it is going or coming from.