The Scene of the Crime
Twists and Turns In The Darkness
The fading dark turned into the echo of complete darkness
My heart was pounding with the anticipation of fear
The road winding in twists and turns
The further I went, the darker it became
The shadows were ever so present
And so was the sound of my heart beating in my chest
Suddenly there it was, the scene of the crime
The scene of the brutal murder
That left me broken
However, I had to see it for myself
This moment in time I will never forget
About the Creator
Susan Payton
I love to write in every venue. I am 75 years old and try to make every day count,. I am learning a great deal about poetry on Vocal, and I am glad to be here.
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
By sleepy drafts5 days ago in Longevity
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Powerful, I know this is from experience, sorry it happened!