Poetry: Suicide

petertomas (43)in #provenezuela • 6 years ago (edited)

Poetry:

I hurt myself first
to feel that I have control
I go for the rope, for the chair
I tie the knot, I hang my heart

I look for empty corners
knowing what I'm going to find
knives buried in the earth
cartridges without firing

I open the books of life
looking for some clue
but they do not talk about me

Begging for poetry
asking for more lines
drowning in you

6 years ago in #provenezuela by petertomas (43)

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