Devils Water, by Mr.Poet Subscribe to rss feed for Mr.Poet

I left you at the bus stop and went on a journey on my own.

To experince life without you and I realized the world is
mine to achieve without you weighing me down. 

I felt happy for once and happy of the person I was. 

But no one informed me that this is a round trip. And I have
come to the beginning again where I once was. 

But let me out of this sick and twisted circle of lies and
pain. 

Maybe I did want it. 
I walked back to it without a fight. 

I escaped with my life last time but will I be so lucky to
say I can do it again? 

The Devils Water is not something I want to drink from. But
it's placed in front of me when the weather outside is 100
degrees and I am thirsty. 

So it seems so easy to drink and not get hurt. But I am
knowing what is to come. 
So I take a sip.
A sip goes to a Gulp. 
And a gulp is the whole glass. 

But I want my cup to over flow with something better then
the devils water. 

So a ticket for one please. 

And this time one way.
Posted: 2007-02-12 02:33:54 UTC

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2007-02-10 08:53:01Chalan
I thought that this poem was really well written! and I find quite thought provoking as well! :)

2007-02-17 21:34:37BananaIceCream
brilliant. : )