i want to die,. said the spider to the fly.,.Comes into your web

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By -fruit-loop-

i feel lost.,., misssed out,,..., lonely ,,.,.wanton,,.,,.like i have a grasp..,., on an arm,.., that doesnt reach desire,,,. like a kite on a string .,., in the hand of letten go loved one,.,.im the water in an unplugged mirky sink,.,., the only certainty,., i have no future,.., days go by same after same.,.,.,work eat sleep.,., get up n do it again in the middles.,., my wandered mind.,., reminices n goes over,,. time after time.., relives and re dies.,., the same day the same night.,., my mind peaces me not,.,. not ever o no.,., not no.,,.,. sighs ,..exhales.,. air from lungs ,.,.he blows. its Bin hard no way easy.,,. but im breathing still its far froom iron,,.,. but i still have will i just sit here sometimes,.., yer no..,in quiet demise.,.,give in and relinquishes,,.moisture from eyes i can fight it i can cope.,., i wont do it again.,., i wont pick up the fone.,., make an order.,., feel guilty as soon as the fone goes down,,., but wont ring back to cancel,.,. the on its way substance of dreams .,., tranquility.,., and peace.., to give me some time make me work out,,.,. release.,., the end of the world is nigh.,., yeh ive heard that befor,., i just never did beleive it,., now a big moth .,. round a triple light fitting,.., does fly.,,.into the heat again n again,, give it up moth its nothing but pain.,.,but again he still does it,., again n again.,., he stopped on the ceiling.,., hung upside down.,., like you do..i mean .,., tiny lil feet.., but hes stuck like glue.., little things please little minds.., but off the track it made mine roam.,., just a little respite from things unknown.., where born to die,.,. thers gods spirits and after lifes,..,are we sent to endure this pain ,.,. to go on to things better., but if god is true.., wich i hope he is. I wont be seeing his pearly gate..,off to hell ,., sulphuric whiffs,..,to endlessly,.., what i did wrong.,., .,.,.,deliberate,.,. what did i do wrong.,., can You tell me that,, my descisions i made affected You not,.,.,. you dont know what it is,., till you have got it,,.,.,Not,,. its gone,,.,. all gone,.,. and i let it go..,,.because im not a man.,.,.,i didnt stand up take that final step.,.,. i coward n failed ,,. all scared n afraid.,., to atke hold of your hand.,., step into this world we made,..,it was all there..,., all there,., ,alll there foir the taking.,,. fuck off yo whimp .,., if you think you can do it now,, dude /.././/..ya jsuyt faking.,.,., a hero dies but once a coward many more... but at least i wont hurt myself when i die its not a long way,.,.from the floor

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omg i love it i dont understand it but yet you speak like its every day life i wish i could rate higher then a 9 i swear this needs to be published including the ,..,., or whatever excluding bad spelling theres a few errors but there is in mine to so no biggie... the ending the best the smartest words ever spoken i adore you. dud write more/.,

September 26, 2007 23:29-fruit-loop-

Wow,.,.. Thanks Grace.,.,i knew a Grace once.,., (and still do.,.,maybe i'll look her up,..,)i do need to edit some of my ramblings..when i think there not finished.,.i leave them unfinished till they are,.,.so,,. and mess on later.,.,But thanks for your comments,.,. caused a smile,,.(you may never read this)