WritingMyOwnEnding

By NarcissusNarcosis

Bleeding again
multiple crashes
while sitting in a parked car
DUI from the liquor at a rehab facility
and I lose
my license to live with motility...
Tasting the view of oblivion
until I lose my tongue
and I don't have to rip tape
from my lips
and swallow the saliva
of my forced silence
anymore...
With a pocket full of drugs
and a mouthful of lint
clawing at my mind's eye
to get the hair of
forgiveness
out
before unwanted penance
blinds me...
Bribing straight cops
for crooked advice
on how to resur(e)Rect my
most trusted enemies
then I offer a handshake
to declare war
upon my close(d) friends
so I can turn my back on them
all at once
and stab myself
in the front...
Pus
lying
in uninfected promises
their stable health
quickly deteriorating
and spreading
a lack of hospitality
to be sore.ly missed...

I plan to hang myself
from a tree
in the Wood of Suicides
so I can see
a picturesque scene
different from this limbo
and get a better view
of the seventh circle of Hell
that awaits me...
Isolated
exiled
and dangling
above the grounds
of fate...
sometimes
I just can't wait
for the LaKe...

I hope to drown
in its relentless drought
and my wish will come true
very soon...........................

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Published on Monday, August 12, 2013. Filed under: "Poetry"

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Comments on "WritingMyOwnEnding"

A former member wrote: Your tags make me mad. They're more clever than the works. Just kidding--"so I can turn my back on them all at once / and stab myself in the front" . . . Why must your arrangements speak more than your words? That's how I know that you do write for yourself, and for yourself alone--relatable to many breeds obscurity ____ I'll meet you in the second ring of the Seventh circle when we're both down in Italy . . . "Sore (lie) missed"--discarding your trysts; what a nice little hit toward oblivion. Has anyone ever told you that you shouldn't be left alone in a rehab facility . . . You need a babysitter pronto--one who will give you candy before dinner. "A mouthful of lint" . . . because your filter is broken? Just pour another drink, 'til you're on the brink, roasting alive in your own restless mind . . . "Reck my most trusted enemies" Hm. So instead of looking down on everyone below you, cold to their smiles, indifferent to jokes . . . you'd rather sink below and be licked by the flames, staring up instead, for a place to cast blame . . . Nah. I know a place that's nice--freezing and deep :) . . . and it's right by the beach!
On Tuesday, August 13, 2013, Nehema (960) wrote:

I think we should all be allowed to write our own ending. I love you, see you on the flipside - XXOO
On Tuesday, August 13, 2013, dwells (4285) wrote:

limb.o (maybe?) - marvelous visions painted darkly and deeply, and that lake burns (don't forget your water wings, or do they call them swimmies, or floaties now?) Cheers and one of your best!
A former member wrote: Very different from the norm but altogether i liked your piece. The imaging is striking in a sort in your face way, straight up. Great work please do more.
On Tuesday, August 13, 2013, Maladroit (202) wrote:

I typically sidestep your work- and this is a compliment, hear me out- I have nothing in common with your writing or your life (assuming you write non fiction)- but every now and then you write relatable to the unrelative. I think that's the best compliment I could wish to get- is to write to an audience who can't relate to shit I say yet still strike a nerve.. And that's what you did here, so I hope you also find it complimentary
On Tuesday, August 13, 2013, Devilish (2658) wrote:

Fuck!!!! ... ok this is where i have to form a group of all your female fans and lure you into a place we can all take turns.
A former member wrote: nice, a dante reference. this made me feel, and i'm quite numb, so that's impressive but not surprising. you always make ripples in the puddle of my soul. this made me feel like drowning. xo
On Monday, August 12, 2013, blue angel (877) wrote:

this is a very heavy write, a spiraling descent into depression. The flow is intense:)~ I like this very much:) You're a Master of words, NN* ~^_^~
On Monday, August 12, 2013, xZombie Poptartzx (334) wrote:

This was very deep and intense. Sometimes we feel like we just get to the point where there isn't possibly anymore we can take, but i like to believe that we are never given more than we are able to handle in life. I hope everything is okay. This was very well written xoxo