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by GodGivenGonzo on September 10, 2017. © Frederika Bimal, All rights reserved.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjNoSwKjTnQ&t=2s

 

Whilst skulking in my bed feeling more than one half dead

in the deep of rem provided where down comforters resided

rested thoughts of dread I heavily bore

in between the realms where reality underwhelms

I hear a buzzing from the lofty helm scurrying upon the floor

lights flickened to mended beams while the buzzing began to increase

a text it seemed to be for me in such woe I am sure

 

Unwarranted and unkindly rest had suddenly found me finally to the rift I drifted blindly

blind to the stains of pain on my plain linen décor

I blankly replied without typing since surely, I'd only be griping so enraged my sorrow tightens and tightened my core

still no sound was heard abound except more buzzing to be found

a text from no one special of this I am sure

fall asleep to spy a peep of who I loved before

 

Tightened my grip onto her ether

realized I could not be there for any longer than a waking roar

a jarring snore turned a grumble

I decided awake was too much trouble

as a rumble emanated from a closed dresser drawer

wide eyed I'd pounced

blood boiling building anger by the ounce

"Would you cease this confounded sound! Lest my sanity restore!

Idle wise I idolize the meek and mild to weak and wise but on this crescent moon so high I'm needed skulking sore."

 

Wrenched that day one's heart did stay as I stuttered out some calming lore

no longer did I ponder in a grief that continued to bother

the name familiar somber thoughts of my lover adored

Impossible to be, be it karma, history or fate

follow destiny she did so happily into an early grave

crossed lines and wires hid my desire to believe there was an encore

to sleep per chance to dream of her

together forevermore

 

A simple plan to execute but when said aloud pride will refute

and decide pomp and circumstance denying myself the gore

wearily inept I slumped as I crept towards a fatal jump numb as I breached the border crossing the window like a door

in one side and out the other to reunite us with one another

no longer will I slumber to see who I was living for

bright eyed I smile ending myself imposed exile she shows me what's worthwhile and what's not anymore

I made the right decision

of this I am sure

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36 / F / U.S.A
Published
Apr 13
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Notes

Modern retelling of the Raven

Tags
#sad#suicide#poe#mental#illness#supernatural
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