this is a sequel of sorts to "Cut"

It’s a feeling of losing flight
Windless glide, wings arched
Through hot summer nights
Streets wet with rain
The first sound returning to my head
A vague thrashing
Pebbles sizzle on asphalt
It stopped
The cut of victory, scabbed and ugly
Asleep beneath stained bandages
It’s an ambulance, gliding stealthy in humid midnight
I only know from the flashing reflection
Across a smooth pane of glass
Late night store front window
Starlit smalltown hopeless beautiful
I can see now that soon there will be IV’s
Syringes, samples, machines, family running and clocks ticking
But now, all I have is silence, drifting inward
Down from faint stars
To know the burning and poison and night of hell is over
And that tomorrow I won’t be the same
Falling in to a life left
Placed by fate’s finger

Interesting. I like the following best I think:

To know the burning and poison and night of hell is over
And that tomorrow I won’t be the same
Falling in to a life left
Placed by fate’s finger

Mostly the very last line. Almost ironic. You try to take your life, and fate saves/has other plans... Let me say that differently... LOL

You believe you can take your life...but fate has other plans. The fact that you believe in fate I mean..grrr bad day..can't quite get the words out.... now isn't THAT ironic

i agree with everything hotstuff has said...


and it's like a message of hope, almost, or the theme of tomorrow being a better day...it almost always is. i like.

I like the way that you describe this scene. It's peaceful, but you know there is so much crap to come with doctors and family and all that shit.

I actually find that type of moment to be the calm before the storm. Where everything is silent and you are waiting for the repercutions of your actions. It sucks.