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Overdose
By xXxEmotionlessxXx
Im alone in a sea
of blood, they left me to bleed
Grab the blade,
It holds release
Maybe this time it will cut too deep,
So many pills,
And bottles killed,
Die in this addiction,
Close my eyes,
And dream of my own self-crucifixion,
Born a godless bloom,
Hiding in surreal induced realities,
Living in pain, knowing everday,
That I will never be happy,
You tell me that im worthless,
And make me feel deprived...
Razor blade
Dont stop until I've died...
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Copyright 2004 xXxEmotionlessxXx
Published on Sunday, February 1, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Overdose"
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On Saturday, October 23, 2004, Ideas
(50)
wrote:
Eliminate the problem, and you aren't the problem... the razors, the pills, and the booze are, kick them out, eventually, you'll be okay
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On Thursday, March 11, 2004, Storm
(143) wrote:
Recogzise this. I like the way you write as if the blade isn't controled by you, that is how it feels sometimes.. Good write.
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On Wednesday, February 11, 2004, Lost_Soul
(34) wrote:
hmmm.....I know this all too well. Alcohol and pills tend to be my problem solver to. Great write.
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A former member wrote:
Kick Ass Write, flooded with emotion!
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A former member wrote:
i love this ooone i like it, i know how you feel
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A former member wrote:
like some1 once said to me _you gotta indulge into the great things of life and not the bad ones...go for something simple if you cant find something great
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