seduced by suicide

[oblivionbystars]

so i just joined... thought id post this... its called seduced by suicide.

i sit here alone and
around me dance the flies
body bags form a collage
what a beautiful morgue.

they called it a mortuary
guess it doesn't matter
at the crossover of our worlds
a rose by any other name...

they never wanted a darkness; they
stuck to their bloody smiles
steel wire for teeth but still
just keep smiling and it's alright

clammy hands from the shadows
warm; we're pushing seventy here
and it's only january
i'd cheer the weathermen so gladly

they won't want my place here.

they didn't hear the screaming
or maybe they stitched my mouth
right up; sheer needles there
bet they wish they'd heard.

the dead saw my distress.

a responsive group; they beat
the counsellor for reactivity.
maybe we could have group therapy
mourn our decomposition over cake.

joining their ranks never sounded so
appealing; quick snap of the neck
i never wanted more than the animals
but you did; and now i am privileged

sat here between our polar lights
glad of the attempt; i am the only
one free to walk this twilight, to
sound the depths of mortality.