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Devoted Demons
Everyone has demons but mine are devoted to causing pain
You don’t understand so let me refrain
Have you ever held a gun to your skull and were so ready to just blow your brains?
I’ve been there and done that…but never succeeded
I’ve wanted my life to end so bad I begged and pleaded
In the end I made myself cry, wither away and bleed
I walked to the edge and jumped off…… yet another fail
Why keep trying? Why not just bail?
I’ve given up all my dreams………when the only voices blaring through my head are screams…
I can’t sleep at night with the only thing I ever seem to ever dream
Is the unwashed and tattered fabric that creates my life
I can no longer shut my weary and very much teary eyes for the fear it will be my last goodbye
What’s the purpose of going on when the only thing you ever seem to do…………… is make people hate and despise you?
When you’ve never spoken a word or seen their face
I tell you why……… they can smell my mistakes and the fact I’m such a disgrace
So I’ve written my last poem………and I apologize to the people that feel the same way……… I wish people would just get to know them.
You don’t understand so let me refrain
Have you ever held a gun to your skull and were so ready to just blow your brains?
I’ve been there and done that…but never succeeded
I’ve wanted my life to end so bad I begged and pleaded
In the end I made myself cry, wither away and bleed
I walked to the edge and jumped off…… yet another fail
Why keep trying? Why not just bail?
I’ve given up all my dreams………when the only voices blaring through my head are screams…
I can’t sleep at night with the only thing I ever seem to ever dream
Is the unwashed and tattered fabric that creates my life
I can no longer shut my weary and very much teary eyes for the fear it will be my last goodbye
What’s the purpose of going on when the only thing you ever seem to do…………… is make people hate and despise you?
When you’ve never spoken a word or seen their face
I tell you why……… they can smell my mistakes and the fact I’m such a disgrace
So I’ve written my last poem………and I apologize to the people that feel the same way……… I wish people would just get to know them.
Published 15th Oct 2013
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15th Oct 2013 6:28am
Hey! This is not your last poem nor your last goodbye. This is a new hello because you made it back onto the Page, this is great, really great. :). I love the lines "I can't sleep at night with the only thing I ever seem to ever dream is the unwashed and tattered fabric that creates my life." Its the ratification of the tortured insomniac. Stick to that. Stay awake forever if you must, but don't sleep eternally in the ground. Who gives a damn what other people think of your mistakes, they might not even be real anyways, the people I mean.
Although, there is one critique, please don't be offended, its in a single diction. The word "refrain' implies that you are going to withhold, but you let it all pour out, I mean its great if you're going for irony, but otherwise, "retort" or "reiterate" would probably be the more fitting terms. You don't have to change it, its perfect either way. Just a suggestion.
Hey, and keep on writing, and living too. Suicide is beautiful, but I personally, would only encourage it for myself, never for others. A little hypocritical, but just stay safe. No nooses or firearms or cliffs or blades. Just the Pen, the only weapon you'll ever need. AND NO, don't use it to stab yourself. That is the ultimate betrayal. Kill yourself through your writing, that's the best place to commit suicide, safely on the Page, buy a bottle of red ink if you have to and smear it all over, into the words, across the lines, upon your fingertips, puddles of misery. Ink of blood. :)
Although, there is one critique, please don't be offended, its in a single diction. The word "refrain' implies that you are going to withhold, but you let it all pour out, I mean its great if you're going for irony, but otherwise, "retort" or "reiterate" would probably be the more fitting terms. You don't have to change it, its perfect either way. Just a suggestion.
Hey, and keep on writing, and living too. Suicide is beautiful, but I personally, would only encourage it for myself, never for others. A little hypocritical, but just stay safe. No nooses or firearms or cliffs or blades. Just the Pen, the only weapon you'll ever need. AND NO, don't use it to stab yourself. That is the ultimate betrayal. Kill yourself through your writing, that's the best place to commit suicide, safely on the Page, buy a bottle of red ink if you have to and smear it all over, into the words, across the lines, upon your fingertips, puddles of misery. Ink of blood. :)
16th Oct 2013 8:16am
wow thanks :D and you right but also like you said commit suicide through your words not your actions so you must also play it safe okay :) and thanks again.
