Hopes, Dreams, And A Bottle Of Pills by Seizure

The sun wants to rise, but something blocks it's light
My life is overcast, day's as dark as night
I lock myself away, I hide myself from fate
I'd love to rise again, but damn is it too late
My deam jobs have died, I lost my only love
I was in total bliss, I was too high above
I thought my pain was through, I really should have known
My life is meant for pain, my future path is blown

I open up the closet, I dust off my trunk
In a class of life, I know damn well I'd flunk
I then turn the key, and open up the lock
If anyone else saw, they'd have quite the shock
I pull out my pills, my gun and razorblades
I set them on the table, as life further fades
I take some absolute, and pour myself a shot
I drink myself to sleep, the man that life forgot

I load a hollowpoint, and pull the hammer back
If I pull the trigger, will I fade to black?
I took another shot, I pop a couple pills
The funny thing to me, who cares just who this kills?
I force the blade inside, and carve all out my arm
I punch at the wall, the pain regained it's charm
The skin flew off my knuckles, blood dripped to the floor
I grabbed my loaded gun, then I closed the door

I wanted the latest new poems to be as "raw energy" as they felt. So I didn't check grammar, spelling, nothing. I just wrote for 3 minutes straight on each one without thinking of the next line. Even though some parts may not make sense, I think it accurately portrays what went through my head, the truest form of art.

Britney (172.16.1.231) -- Thursday, March 31 2005, 07:39 pm

Hello...
I liked your poem it wqas good even know a bit on the depressing side keep the great work up love it!!!! ~Britney~ :)

Terrie* (65.142.64.177) -- Friday, April 1 2005, 02:56 am

you have such an insight touch....
very ...very...deep and intense.....this is such great writin' Seiz, i could feel the energy of every word come to life...while i was readin' and absorbin' your work, placing' myself there ....disquised as a heart unseen .. watchin
it all..tears started rollin' down..i could even feel myself gettin' warm as i bleed.....you have such great talent, you put life and death into your words ... all made sense...life sometimes doesn't make sense...but we do figure it out...Terrie*

LinzAy (207.30.118.175) -- Friday, April 8 2005, 08:30 pm

!!
Hey thar Seiz. Familiar things in this poem that we've been talking about. Thankgod not everything is familiar. I like it though, especially since it took no thought, since it flowed. You truly are talented my friend :)

Kami (12.72.106.134) -- Monday, June 20 2005, 12:11 am

NO Title
Very strong

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