This is a poem I quickly wrote about suicide. Someone on another site commented on one of my suicide poems- "that is horrible"…which I thought it was supposed to be lol…which lead my to thinking could I write one which was nice in a way..with a push from someone I decided to give it a try…so here goes.
The blade as swift and delicate
as a hummingbird in flight
rapidly spinning like the tiny wings of hope
imitating the gentle humming of my heart
what precious execution i have control over
lying on a bed of crimson petals
closing in on the darkness
tranquility coursing through my veins
the great beyond calling out my name
outlining my time with a crisp decent
a fresh start blooming over a different horizon
my skin begins to leak and blend
an effortless shattering of my soul
soon to be running free
gracing my bare feet
in everlasting fields of golden wonder
my god you do know your way around words regardless of the content another STar Write 
Frank
WONDERFUL
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