6 strange days
By molock
I'm Killin' time,
​staring into this,
...candle light.
this broken glass,
has kept me up all
night.
down the hall,
i hear a baby cry.
there's a sucker born
every minute,
....guess i pray to
Jesus Christ.
this killin' time,
is killin' me.
i was lookin' for
my soul,
and it brought me
to my knees.
through the walls,
i could hear the city
groan.....
i lost my faith,
....for six strange days.
just killin' time,
watching the stars
from Orion fall
from the sky...
this broken glass,
makes everything seem
alright...
a Judas kiss,
for my resurrection...
this killin' time,
is killin' me again.
from my lips,
the mighty have
fallen...
this killin' time,
is killin me.
i lost my soul,
and it brought me
to my knees...
through the walls,
i could hear the city
groan....
i lost my faith,
...for six strange
days...
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On Sunday, November 13, 2016, Devil lyn
(345) wrote:
I'm curious: What happened to the 7th day? Or was the 7th day detailing the 6 days thus the question answered for the 7th day missing? ... Confusing, hmm, I know ... which is the way I feel about this piece ... Mo, you don't know this, but man do I love poems that scramble my brain! ... ;) ... Sis
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On Sunday, November 13, 2016, molock
(312) wrote:
This is about a 6 day crystal meth binge, where the person feels as if they've lost there soul along the way. The broken glass is a reference to using a broken light bulb to smoke meth. Thanks as always your comments and insight are always welcome. Cheers sis .....mo
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On Sunday, November 13, 2016, RoseTheBrokenHearted
(130) wrote:
There's a nice sense of imagery to this piece. Nicely done.
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On Sunday, November 13, 2016, molock
(312) wrote:
Thank you so much for the kind words. cheers, ......mo