deepundergroundpoetry.com

The Case

The case sits shut to tempt me, look!
Adorned with subtle beauties that kill
different sizes, handles, colors on hooks
I can't forget with one or two numb pills

Take this slim bright one that shoots quickly
She's been sitting for very long
Loaded all star to make sickly
Wanting to end it and make me gone

Then there's a masculine power
trip, looking to whip one my way
He'll wait till I'm weak, I cower
Suffering lonely makes his day

Most dirty, I can't try to clean
miss definition, they're complex?
they're most likely made for the mean,
Hell bent, so try the weaker sex?

So many, only speak of few
One shot here, I'd be gone for good
Ammunition required, so do
what deadly items never should.
Written by zzzdreamer
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 604
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 00:12am by RyanBlackborough
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 11:52pm by AverageJoe
POETRY
Yesterday 11:01pm by The_Nun_Runner
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 10:39pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 10:12pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 9:10pm by Northern_Soul