With ice cold hands,
I touch the mirror.
The shatter that comes,
For no one to hear.
My face reflects,
Something dull and blank.
And one single tear,
With you to be thanked.
I stand steady,
A shard calls to me.
A pain to end all pain,
To no longer be.
I consider,
But without a doubt,
I wont, for that’s just
The easy way out.
6 thoughts on “A Pain To End All Pain”
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bingo
but too depressing for me so you dont get my like XD
good poem though
Ever read the Virgin Suicides? Your poem reminds me of that book’s conclusion.
nope o_o
So what’s the pain to end all pain?o.o
suicide man
you didnt get it?
lol
its okay smartlad
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I’m beginning to question my own name. . .