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Nectar of the Gods
"My reflection,
Wraps and pulls me under"*
Baptised in poison
Oh how I've never convinced myself more
That i was happy
That i was living
Despite the fact it's all so hard to recall
Murky memories
Spiralling from the torment
Drowning my memories
In faded glory
I'll drink anything to black out the day
In the hopes to decay
Slowly dying
As days held on into years
Blessed in poison
Oh how I've never missed more
Missed more time
Missing mind
Building a shell to become a shell
Throw it all away
Makes me miss the days
Of self convincing happiness
To replace the mess
Of days blacked out and missed
Wake up and do it again
Found my way to be lost
As it passed i reaped the cost
Frayed of mind and memory
Full of gut and left empty
Sweet misery
Drowned in poison
Oh how I've never loved more
Loved to die
Time after time
With 40 tabs jingling in my pocket
Strife from the lies
That I'll never be able to shake
I'll take to my grave
I should've cried
Give me my need to stop the shakes
Poison to save
Swimming in venom
Oh how I'd nussle the aluminum to my chest
Forgotten stress
Fermented blessed
So many who couldn't hang, come and gone
What's so hard about swallowing truth?
101 proof
What is so difficult about inhaling death?
Fucked up again
Again
Again
Insides shriveling
Addiction subtracting me
There's no relapse if never quit
Form the fist and take the hit
Withdrawn
Withdrawals
With songs
Sang out of key
Locked inside a mind
That should not be
Cheers to that
Raise your glass
All gone flat
Once bright and bubb(i)ly
Passed out again
Cherished friend
Bathing in poison
Oh what have i forgotten?
Forgetting myself
What i was dealt
-liquid obsessed
-to shed the stress
-premature death
-immature pest
-nothing set next
-knife to the chest
-one last caress
-beautifully depressed
Wishing for poison
So that i may rewind
Back to that time
Oh how i sometimes miss that life
That life where we all tried
All tried to die
Oh how we miserably failed
Cheers to that
(*A Perfect Circle - Brena - Mer de Noms)
Wraps and pulls me under"*
Baptised in poison
Oh how I've never convinced myself more
That i was happy
That i was living
Despite the fact it's all so hard to recall
Murky memories
Spiralling from the torment
Drowning my memories
In faded glory
I'll drink anything to black out the day
In the hopes to decay
Slowly dying
As days held on into years
Blessed in poison
Oh how I've never missed more
Missed more time
Missing mind
Building a shell to become a shell
Throw it all away
Makes me miss the days
Of self convincing happiness
To replace the mess
Of days blacked out and missed
Wake up and do it again
Found my way to be lost
As it passed i reaped the cost
Frayed of mind and memory
Full of gut and left empty
Sweet misery
Drowned in poison
Oh how I've never loved more
Loved to die
Time after time
With 40 tabs jingling in my pocket
Strife from the lies
That I'll never be able to shake
I'll take to my grave
I should've cried
Give me my need to stop the shakes
Poison to save
Swimming in venom
Oh how I'd nussle the aluminum to my chest
Forgotten stress
Fermented blessed
So many who couldn't hang, come and gone
What's so hard about swallowing truth?
101 proof
What is so difficult about inhaling death?
Fucked up again
Again
Again
Insides shriveling
Addiction subtracting me
There's no relapse if never quit
Form the fist and take the hit
Withdrawn
Withdrawals
With songs
Sang out of key
Locked inside a mind
That should not be
Cheers to that
Raise your glass
All gone flat
Once bright and bubb(i)ly
Passed out again
Cherished friend
Bathing in poison
Oh what have i forgotten?
Forgetting myself
What i was dealt
-liquid obsessed
-to shed the stress
-premature death
-immature pest
-nothing set next
-knife to the chest
-one last caress
-beautifully depressed
Wishing for poison
So that i may rewind
Back to that time
Oh how i sometimes miss that life
That life where we all tried
All tried to die
Oh how we miserably failed
Cheers to that
(*A Perfect Circle - Brena - Mer de Noms)
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