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Final Relief

door killea

No more listening to music enveloping her
bitter sweet the memories she will take down
no more tears to be cried, she remains dry-eyed
gentle, her face no longer a frown
one more drink for the road with a good friend
she gets her outstanding affairs in order
no more ache no more sorrow, it will all end
a high price to pay for liberation, one may think
depth of internal loneliness cannot be reached
there is no answer to what she needs
no person, no drug to heal or be beseeched
her God gave with one hand and took with the other
all she had loved ended in the gutter
she peacefully reflects on her resolution
finding no further words to utter
she buys the gun
the deed is done

feedback van andere lezers

• yellow
  dark poem,
  don't buy the gun please,
  it only can get better now,
  love,
  M.
  x
  killea: no, no I wouldn't buy a gun! thanks Marc
  xxx
  j
• drebddronefish
  Indeed dark, it reads like a scenario of a road movie. Super!
  greets
  killea: thank you for great FB, dddfish
  xx
  j
• JakobRo
  nice and dark picture
  killea: thank you jakobro
  xx
  j
• Mistaker
  Reminds me of a TV film I once saw: Women who love too much.
  Beautiful dark poem June!
  
  Greta xx
  killea: Thank you Greta
  xx
  j