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Suicide Watch

If sorrow is a companion

I go to bed with suicide as my lover

Her gentle whisper of loss

Loss of hope and glory

Her silent but strong voice of conviction

Her aroma like the waft of an onion

Being peeled one layer at a time till it sinks into you

She is a powerful lady, suicide

She knows when to visit

She creeps on you

And knows how to seduce you with her offer of freedom from pain and grief

She knows when to flash her clit and make you believe, you can have Pleasure which takes you right into oblivion

She knows her game better than you know yourself

In our moment of embrace

I find her comforting

Today, while we were dancing

I agreed to her passionate plea that we make love

I dare say she is good

And we were riding high on the Milky Way

Just as she was about to give me her all

I went stone cold

Told her to take her shit and leave

Stunned at the sharp turn

Her frown was frightening

Her stare like a dagger

Her rage, uncontainable

But I stood still

I stood my ground



She took her raggedy behind and left

I had the power to stop her encroachment all along

I just needed to change my mind…

© 2010 Belinda Otas


4 Responses to “Suicide Watch”

  1. Leine says:

    I LURRRVE it…. I really do, the words, metaphors, them….
    May I ask why you chose to make suicide female?

  2. Belinda Otas says:

    Thanks Leine. I don’t know why I did that to be honest. But thinking about it, I find powerful women, who don’t feel the need to show it off that they have so much power attractive. Maybe subconsciously that is where it came from. I find a woman, who knows she is all that, yet, feel no need to scream about it very, very attractive and I aspire to be like that. To have a feminine power and touch about me, yet I don’t feel the need to float in the air 🙂

  3. Deborah says:

    Me love too… very seductive…

  4. Belinda Otas says:

    Thanks Deborah 🙂

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