kill me at 3am (poem) by audrine max on AuthorsDen

kill me at 3am
by audrine max → (All Poetry by audrine max)
Monday, August 31, 2015 Rated "G" by the Author.

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Relationship woes.. Elk! :)

Kill me at 3am When i'm at my weakest I promise I will not move Nor dare even breathe I have already lost a heartbeat waking up will just be A grand confirmation Nightmare after nightmare That you- are No longer mine Tie my hands behind my back This time, my words Are forever shut Words that are mere facts Lost every evident feeling The lack of soul Exhausted emotions Wondering when The momentous exile Of an ordinary heart will happen Hope had rippled across Back never back to my soul Kill me before 4am When i'm deeply dreaming Sitting by the river bend Wishing i can still Walk with you While holding your hand A quite perfect ending For I'll never notice The dagger inside my chest Hold me while i'm dying As you tear All sense and meaning Which i have not found When i started loving you Kill me at 3am When everyone's asleep No one's watching No one's listening The whole world drunk In their own clutter Voices trembling, mumbling Singing cries of the lonely Apprehended and arrested Weeping the hours Like the rest of us Fallen madly In this chaotic tantrums When you are expected To be quiet Stability is so seductive We're stuck in this Endless chase of being numb Versus feeling something So, yes, kill me at 3am You already have my heart What more harm will it do Now that i know How long your forever lasts Your words will never fit A rightful apology But then go ahead By all means Coz aren't i just another memory An imprint that can be easily erased I thought i existed When you were around So kill me one more time And be damn sure It will be the last..

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on September 6, 2015

IT IS AT NIGHT, WHEN AFTER IGNORING AND CHASING AWAY THOSE FEELINGS OF DARKNESS ALL DAY...WE BECOME VULNERABLE TO THEM. BUT IF WE CAN JUST HOLD ON 'TIL MORNING - THE NEW DAY'S SON WILL MAKE EVERYTHING AL RIGHT. GOOD WORK, AUDRINE, THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on September 3, 2015

You are young and experiencing life's sorrows, Jerry is right in what he wrote. Most of us have all been where you are...

Always,

Deborah

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on September 2, 2015

9-02-2015

Now You Should Turn Around Walk Away
And Do Not Ever Look Back...

TRASK...

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Hopefully this is just GREAT fiction, and not a treatise on your life of late...is so, stay strong, this too shall pass...-e-

Reviewed by INNOCENT AGBO

Reviewed on September 1, 2015

I was enslaved and lost as I sailed through the lines. This is powerful!

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

The poem reads like being in a trap, a conflict between love and freedom. To be free, to be "killed," is so unattainable, even in the wee hours of the night and in dreams.

Powerfully emotional, but I can't say that I, "enjoyed it," because of the sadness that it provokes.

Ron

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on August 31, 2015

This is a stirring poem. I don't know if death stops the pain of love's separation, but I know that living in this life does not. Still, death finds each of us on its own time table. Peace to you, audrine.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Very emotional write! I suppose we've all been there at one time or another. I still remember how I cried when I've found out my best friend was walking side by side with my boyfriend. It hurts. I cried many nights, but did not confront either of them. I just let that pass. This poem brings back those memories.

Sandie

Reviewed by Barbara Armstrong

What a beautiful write. Very emotional - very strong. Well Done.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

I can so relate; this "speaks" to the depth of my soul. Your verses stir and bring to life meaning and emotions, Audrine. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Don't know quite how to respond to this. Although I can understand the great pain in a situation such as you describe. I have been in so much pain when love was lost that I found it very difficult to take the next breath. I will say this, someday all this will be over and you will look back on it like it was some kind of nightmare. Life actually does go on.