My Ruin

By Poisoned Perfection

To hell with innocence and all it's chains
Purgatory's where my chariot awaits
I once screamed but was never saved
Reluctantly accepting what seems to be fate
I do not run, there is no will to escape
Everything you refuse say is a catalyst
To the way I behave.
If I drink myself to sleep
And get too high to form some speech
It is all because
The only comfort I've found will be the ruin of me.

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Published on Sunday, April 10, 2005. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "My Ruin"

On Monday, May 11, 2009, bpathos (77) wrote:

"The only comfort I've found will be the ruin of me. " Hoisted apoun our own petard... "We have met the enemy and he is us" ... This has great energy.
On Saturday, February 18, 2006, Alanarchy (1168) wrote:

Beautiful. There's a band by that name. You should check em' out. "My Ruin." But back to the poem, this was really a gem. Keep it up.
A former member wrote: like a driven nail.....you captured,expressed and made this feeling all your own so perfectly. Truely talented I enjoyed roaming through your portfolio ty :) ~Much Respect~
On Sunday, May 22, 2005, Malice In Wonderland (976) wrote:

well said.
On Monday, April 11, 2005, so_skeevy (64) wrote:

excellent. I know what you mean right now.
A former member wrote: welcome to dp and i think this was great.... ~Pure~
On Monday, April 11, 2005, happilydepressed (400) wrote:

good write
On Monday, April 11, 2005, Angst Queen (370) wrote:

Nice write, my dear. Welcome to the site
On Sunday, April 10, 2005, The Crimson Queen (917) wrote:

life is what you make of it hun...Welcome to DP