Swecde Poem by William King Jr.

Swecde



Embracing death with open hands
My breath slows to a whisper
Too many poisons flood my veins
Mixed cocktail of pills, sadness and depression
Knowing nothing that I do is ever going to be great enough
My life plateaued already
Already I know this
Seeing my dim lit future
Is something I'd rather not deal with
Skin itching as I feel the medicine kick in
Soon it will be over soon

Sleep invite your cousin
Death is his name
So that we may lie together
And feel nothingness evermore
Drape your darkness over me
Hold me in your cold arms
Soothe my longing pains
For what is a life worth living
If there is no one to share it with?

Oh, broken heart, why do you still beat?
Surely you must give up hope
As your master has
Why continue to support
Someone who has no need of you?
Yes, my bleeding one,
Let your beats slow to none
So that none can ever break you again
Let your silence be the lesson taught
Of love and pain

The air will soon no longer fill my body
I will become as cold as the hearts of all men
The warmth of a loving soul soon will cease
Reject that of the living
And soon join the dead
As your ancestors await
Your arrival into the Nether
Bid the farewell
Abandon your foolish dreams
Of ever loving and living
For these are dreams of children

Now as the last breath
That ever crosses my lips
Is breathed out of my body
I think back and wonder
This life, full of heartache,
Is lived for no reason
We are born to die
The cattle of those great than ourselves
Working to amass something
That we, ourselves, will never obtain
Trying to be happy
Faced with so much destruction
Are we ever happy
Or are we just putting on a show
For someone as malicious as ourselves

Never have I been truly happy
As I look back on life
I truly longed for something
Or someone to breathe love into me
Maybe expecting others to make me happy
Was my ultimate downfall
Trusting in those
Who are as impure as myself
Believing that I will be saved
As a damsel in distress
Or atop a tower, waiting
Waiting forever

It wont be long
No more am I
My lips are silent
My breath is still
My eyes, no more coloured
Stare into the emptiness
That once filled my heart
Complete is my mission
Of absolution
And now my journey
Truly begins

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