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going under
It’s scary now
that I’ve fallen so deep under ground
where my humanity fades
and I have the irresistible primal urge
to break everything
I want to expunge myself of violence
until only the hollow shell of my former self
remains
It’s like a high running through my veins
taking over everything I was and could be
until I cease to exist in the way you’ve always known
We’re going down, my darling
wont you take me with you?
I’d say we could go out together
but don’t you know
in the end, we all die alone
The swirling abyss of self-destruction stares up at me
and promises me all the delights of my dark desires
if only I bring the poison to my lips
and take a sip
How are we not dead yet?
We’ve been dreaming of this murder suicide for years
I was always the stronger half on the crucifix
and now all I want to do is break
and find out if hell really exists
© Indie Adams 2012
that I’ve fallen so deep under ground
where my humanity fades
and I have the irresistible primal urge
to break everything
I want to expunge myself of violence
until only the hollow shell of my former self
remains
It’s like a high running through my veins
taking over everything I was and could be
until I cease to exist in the way you’ve always known
We’re going down, my darling
wont you take me with you?
I’d say we could go out together
but don’t you know
in the end, we all die alone
The swirling abyss of self-destruction stares up at me
and promises me all the delights of my dark desires
if only I bring the poison to my lips
and take a sip
How are we not dead yet?
We’ve been dreaming of this murder suicide for years
I was always the stronger half on the crucifix
and now all I want to do is break
and find out if hell really exists
© Indie Adams 2012
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