Beyond The Pale

-Beyond The Pale-
by Keaton Foster



Beyond the pale
Wishful and availed
In these hands
Trembling madness
To be circumvented sadness
A loaded weapon of ends
Pointed right at my head
Just one squeeze away
From every possible change
A machine to be set to action
In regard to a lifetime
Of hostile inactions
Beyond the pale
Out past all known light
Glorious transcendence
And implied irreverence
All of it
Just one squeeze away
Instant shall my end be
I won’t feel a damn thing
Not another terrible moment
I won’t hear any sound
Or see any of the mess
I won’t know if I’m dead
I’ll just know that I
No longer exist
As I once did
The good book states
Thou shalt not kill
Thyself or anyone else
Thou shalt not break
The quandary of God
Wicked is the man
Who shatters such binds
Via a slug to his head
His hold over some is great
But not over me
I am my own wolf
In his wilderness of monsters
I am as cunning as the next
As ruthless as all of this
Rest assured
Have not a question
Sympathy aside
Understand
That I have always done
What it has taken
To ensure my survival
And now here I am
With a gun under my chin
An exit from reality
With just a squeeze
If someone managed to love me
I’m sure they would plead
For me not to do this
I would not listen
Because I know that love
In any form or context
Is forever least of all
I’m done with the delay
I’m over any and all fear
My heart feels no concern
My mind holds no doubts
What comes next
What must be faced
Is for me
Without question
Beyond the pale…



Beyond The Pale
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.