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My Heart Monitor Has Gone Flat
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Hidden in a sacred kingdom with silent pleading,
The dazzling sun vanishing beyond the horizon agonizingly slow,
Gaudy, vibrant colors fading into familiar, bleary shades of black and grey,
Damaged; exactly like this excuse of a life.
The tale didn't dissolve at "happily-ever-after",
My epilogue crawled right out of their cheerful, cliche-filled minds,
Now I'm here, admiring the chilled October sunset,
Waiting patiently for my audacious heart to expire.
Splatter my miserable goodbyes onto tear-stained stationery,
Survey the first pure, twinkling stars of evening,
Make an effort to tame the violent shakes exploding through-out my body,
Prepare to participate in my own personal departure tonight.
The tale didn't dissolve at "happily-ever-after",
My epilogue crawled right out of their cheerful, cliche-filled minds,
Now I'm here, admiring the chilled October moon,
My expired heart has officially proved the stop of my existence.
Collect all the unappetizing evidence of my unexpected early exit,
Assemble my baffled loved ones; mutter out useless apologies and my final sweet nothings,
Dry the salty tears that escape from their feverish, crimson eyes,
Lay me in a coffin with all my favorite memories, and bury me for eternity.
The tragic tale didn't dissolve at "happily-ever-after",
My epilogue has now been revealed for the universe to see,
After all this time, I'm gone, watching over my devastated family and friends,
The ghost of my being feels ecstatic, free, and oh so delighted in the afterlife.
The dazzling sun vanishing beyond the horizon agonizingly slow,
Gaudy, vibrant colors fading into familiar, bleary shades of black and grey,
Damaged; exactly like this excuse of a life.
The tale didn't dissolve at "happily-ever-after",
My epilogue crawled right out of their cheerful, cliche-filled minds,
Now I'm here, admiring the chilled October sunset,
Waiting patiently for my audacious heart to expire.
Splatter my miserable goodbyes onto tear-stained stationery,
Survey the first pure, twinkling stars of evening,
Make an effort to tame the violent shakes exploding through-out my body,
Prepare to participate in my own personal departure tonight.
The tale didn't dissolve at "happily-ever-after",
My epilogue crawled right out of their cheerful, cliche-filled minds,
Now I'm here, admiring the chilled October moon,
My expired heart has officially proved the stop of my existence.
Collect all the unappetizing evidence of my unexpected early exit,
Assemble my baffled loved ones; mutter out useless apologies and my final sweet nothings,
Dry the salty tears that escape from their feverish, crimson eyes,
Lay me in a coffin with all my favorite memories, and bury me for eternity.
The tragic tale didn't dissolve at "happily-ever-after",
My epilogue has now been revealed for the universe to see,
After all this time, I'm gone, watching over my devastated family and friends,
The ghost of my being feels ecstatic, free, and oh so delighted in the afterlife.
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