Six Feet Under by Scorpio

Falling under
Hopeless in my hands
Out of reach
Out of touch
Just barely within slip
Torture in define once more
Oh, so sweet
So tender and careless
Six feet under
Downing more and more
Digging my grave
Pushing to my edge
Always contorted
Forever confused
Digging on
Six feet under
In a world of trouble
Wanted; in a bind
Within this state of mind
Locked within asylum
Shifting in my hushed casket
My straight jacket stained
And the only thing done-
Six feet under
Here I come

Meridian (64.12.116.200) -- Saturday, May 29 2004, 09:56 pm

Collapsing
Such intensifying pain and grief, you elaborate in this work of art..... Wanting someone to come to your rescue in your time of need, before you fall in a pit of trouble.... I always love your style Scorpio!

Smiles,
Meridian

Scorpio (67.162.95.179) -- Saturday, May 29 2004, 11:33 pm

Hoping For An End
Actually, despite all the poem's emotion, I wrote it.. Just for the sake of writing. And in very little time. But every poem I write has to relate to me some way, so this is probably one of my hidden feelings in the back of my metal heart. :) I suppose there are times when I feel that I keep falling; needing that hand to reach and protect me, or at least for me to reach the end of the fall. Thank you so much for your comment. :)

Return in Smiles,
Scorpio

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