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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Adult · #1883508
A dark poem about release from pain in a brutal way.(18+ content)

-Circling The Drain-
by
Keaton Foster

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Down below
The fluid goes
Deeper still
To the very bone
Increasing in ferocity
Further intensity applied
No one screams
Most of all the man that is me
Silence is the sweetest of god
In amazement I watch
The end
Such a beautiful red
Circling the drain
Beyond my pain
Slowingly turning numb
To all that I’ve done
And all that I’ve become
I fear nothing of death
Life has always terrified me most
The beat of my heart
Has betrayed me from the start
It continues to pump my life
From the self-inflicted wounds dealt
Such wounds are too deep to relent
My heart only does what it knows
Unaware that by doing so
It is about to sentence itself
To a silent existence
From which there is no escape
My mind, a temple of time
Is slowly being dismantled
Reality is quickly becoming unclear
But again I have no fear
Because for me reality has always been
A matter of sensory inputs
And not a human construct
To which I could identify with
Or have ever been comfortable with
Still laboring, fighting, striving
As it is slowly dying
My body falls to the floor
In a puddle of my blood
Quickly I become forever dead
My soul soars just above
As the remainder of who I was
Is circling the drain
Certainly I will be found
Certainly everyone will know
Death came quick
Far faster than life intended
They will say that I suffered none
Not because of my grievous wounds
But because they know me so well
Will I go on to a better place
Or will I remain in such a state
Of never ending wait
I care nothing of such a game
Destination has never been a concern
Escape is all that matters most
My life is gone, done, over
My blood is circling the drain
My heart, my lungs, my brain
Reduced to nothing but waste
I will be found, I will be buried
I will be forever in this new place
Devoid of any of my once terrifying worries
I am free or so it seems…




Circling The Drain
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.

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