Save Me
14 December, 2004
Author: Scorpio
I need a good hangover
To escape this wretched mess
I should really find my failure
Rather than find my small progress
My dagger looks so tempting
It's blade be sharp and cold
One cut and it'll end
Sorrowed memories of untold
Liquor, by me savior
Rescue me from isolation
Crying in my corner
Suffering from starvation
Pain, be my guide
Lead me from false salvation
Into my solitary
Depths of institution
A psychopath in a madhouse
My mind, my own padded cell
Will this madness end?
It's answer, I cannot tell
------- Author's Notes -------
Don't mind the content, I'm just in a mood. |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Sweet Sara (216.39.188.162) -- Tuesday, December 14 2004, 11:02 pm nice piece of writing you got here. madness sure does end but not that way. drinking and suicide is never the answer. even though you say its not about you, it really does show what others feel. nice. |
Meridian (172.134.32.59) -- Tuesday, December 14 2004, 11:10 pm What's good? Oh, you're just in a mood eh? Aren't we all! I'm in a holiday mood! Hhahhaa...... Great piece of writing. When I'm at the lowest point in my life, I'm liable to entertain a whole lot of unpleasant thoughts, even though I wouldn't do it------it's just depression. I hate it! Nice expression girl! Smiley face, Meri |
Scorpio (67.162.95.179) -- Wednesday, December 15 2004, 02:25 am Yes, Sweet Sara, madness doesn't end in that way. Though, talking with a few friends, I have realized, that they see things differently. So perhaps, it could be the only way out for them. Preferrably, I just like to sit in a corner and watch my white wall. ;) And yes- I'm in a mood! Though, I don't really know what kind of mood. Thus, I haven't stated it. Holidays are always wonderful, but when it's a dead winter, there's not much to look forward to. Sometimes, it seems like you don't want the world to go on (I know that's how I feel sometimes!) but in the end, life goes on, whether we want to or not. So, whether you commit suicide, hurt yourself, or just dance it all away, the rest of us goes on and it all passes. I just feel sad for the people who actually do what goes on in my poem. Thank you both so much for your comments, I enjoyed reading them! (: |
Franki (209.175.72.252) -- Wednesday, December 15 2004, 04:32 pm Your peom is very good very inspirational i write peoms too you might se them on here well bye |
Scorpio (209.175.72.252) -- Wednesday, December 15 2004, 04:38 pm Thanks for the comment, I know you write too. (: I still have yet to submit them for you. Hope to see you on here more and love your writings. |
joyce ivy (68.19.178.205) -- Wednesday, December 15 2004, 06:07 pm I'm with you on this one girl...my mind is the same...very deep...madness and depression can bring you down to your lowest point in your life...also it can bring out some of our best writing...thanks for sharing with us...great writing here...love it... |
Socrpio (209.175.72.252) -- Thursday, December 16 2004, 05:12 pm Mm, thank you. It means something to me, that someone can understand where I'm coming from. And you're right, it can bring us so low, but it derives some of our most precious talent in doing so. Thank you for your comment, I really appreciate it. And I'm glad you liked it. |
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