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Poem: The Ticket

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The Lottery TicketBy: FallenI sit here on this carpetIn this lonely dark houseI can?t trust anyoneFor I fear they might take my ticketI have kicked out my familyFearing they might take my ticketWaiting for the new day to comeTo call the officialsI go outside to board-up the houseFearing the neighbors might want to have a lookWhat are you doing asked one of my neighborsNothing nothing I repliedWell that sure don?t look like nothin? I look at him through the corner of my eyeWatching every move he makesFearing he might take my ticketDone boarding-up the houseI go inside to hide from the worldFearing that they might take my ticketIt?s very dark in this lonely houseNo family to talk toNo friends to chat withNo light no nothingNo laughter just sadnessHearing voices in my headDriving me very crazyDon?t know how much I can takeTrying very hard to keep them outVoices voices everywhereTrying to stay alive for fearing someone might take my ticketCan?t take it anymore9:30pm seeing things From the corner of my eyesNot knowing what they areI start shooting at them fearing they might take my ticketThey don?t seem to dieI have destroyed the whole houseI hear sirens coming my wayHolding my ticket tight in handI hear knocking at the doorI hide my ticketFearing they might want to take it awayI take my gunWalking slowly towards the doorI look all around for the voices and shadowsFearing that they might catch me off guardAnd take my ticketI hear pounding at the doorOpen up I hearYou won?t get my ticket I yellOpen the door sir I hear againNo stay back I?ll shootFor I?m fearing you might want to take my ticketWe?re here to helpI don?t believe themI run back upstairsLooking through a hole in the window I see the policeI can?t take it anymoreI start shooting them from the little hole for I fear they might want to take my ticketI shoot one goes down I shot again and another goes downThey start shooting backI shoot back at themYou?re not taking my ticket I yellWe?re not here to take your ticketThey respondI shoot again for I fear that they might want my ticketThey shoot backCan?t concentrate anymoreFor the voices and shadows are coming back againGo away leave me aloneI didn?t do anything I yellI?m doing this because I fear they might want to take my ticket away11:30pm I?m still hiding inside my dark and lonely homeFor I fear that if I leave they may take my ticketThey?re trying to get inTrying to break down the door by forceI see my family standing outside cryingNow I?m really confused and don?t know what to doStill I hear voices and see the shadows on the wallsMy heart beating faster and fasterShots are heard on every side of the houseI?m scared and I don?t know what to doFor I fear that my actions may cause troubleAnd I?ll have to go away foreverThe voices are getting louderThe shadows are moving faster and fasterI hide under the sheetsFor I fear they might take my ticketI lay there in bedTears falling down my cheeks forming a puddleI can?t take it anymoreI grab my gunRun towards the doorI start shooting everything I see for I fear they might take my ticketThe police manage to finally break down the doorRushing in one by one I start shootingNow that I put myself in this positionWhy live why whyI fall to the ground not knowing what to do nextI look at everyone in the living room including my familyFor they have managed to get inI grab my ticket and close my hand tight for I fear they might take my ticketI grab the gun with my other handI raise it up and point it towards my headI take one last look at my familyWith tears falling down my cheeksThe police finally get the idea of what?s going onThey try to stop meI close my eyes while holding the triggerSlowly I pull it not knowing what I?m doingPolice are rushing towards meI can?t take it anymoreAs I pulled the trigger I saw a flashA beautiful flash showing everything I have accomplished in life and what I haven?tI fall to the groundI?m not fully dead yet so I can see and hear my family cryingThey cannot believe what I have just doneAnd neither can II can feel my wife holding me with her soft warm handsMy children cryingPolice officers shaking their headAt what I have just doneNothing will undo what I have just doneAll for a silly piece of paperThat had no actual value other than winning the lotteryNothing on that piece of paper is important to me nowAll I wanted to do now is die in peaceI find it harder to breathe after every breath I takeI feeling very coldAfter everything I went throughThis is what my fear brought meI thought it would bring me moneyBut instead it brought me deathI now have nothing to do with the ticketBut to give it to my familyGive it to them so they can pay for the funeralAll I want to do now is wake upWake up from this horrible dream I?m havingI find that it?s no useFor now I will never wake upFor the greed that I once hadLed me to my deathNow I know what death feels likeIt feels cold and lonelyAnd I fear that my family might not come to visit me at my graveNow that my time has passedI must stop playing the gameAs I have played with all the cards that I have been delt

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