On this day and overdose occurred,
and now,
I overdose.
I overdosed on light as it blinds me,
Your words are the root of the problem,
The root of diversity in stability I've cherished for so long.
Too long to last.
And I'm sick to the gills as I swim,
sick enough to douse you with whatever comes up and set you alight,
I'm sick of writing about the incident,
sick of the fact that every word protruding from my lips is an insult,
a comeback.
A defence.
Spread your roots as you spread your words,
into my head and spread and spread.
And I lay, I lie.
I lie without thinking, without blinking without...
without saying a word I lie to you, to them all.
An overdose a split, separation of rays form light, bending into a spectrum you realise was there all along.
A rainbow.
Beauty through thunder.
The very chair I sit at, every position I take separates my comfort from my bones,
every step and stumble I attempt splits more skin on my heel and my toes crack and crunch in their setting.
And then there is silence, more words meant for a higher purpose than this.
A Higher purpose then to dwell,
to rot,
To infest over a predicament that I, lowly as I am, find myself in.
On this day and overdose occurred,
and now,
I overdose.
and now,
I overdose.
I overdosed on light as it blinds me,
Your words are the root of the problem,
The root of diversity in stability I've cherished for so long.
Too long to last.
And I'm sick to the gills as I swim,
sick enough to douse you with whatever comes up and set you alight,
I'm sick of writing about the incident,
sick of the fact that every word protruding from my lips is an insult,
a comeback.
A defence.
Spread your roots as you spread your words,
into my head and spread and spread.
And I lay, I lie.
I lie without thinking, without blinking without...
without saying a word I lie to you, to them all.
An overdose a split, separation of rays form light, bending into a spectrum you realise was there all along.
A rainbow.
Beauty through thunder.
The very chair I sit at, every position I take separates my comfort from my bones,
every step and stumble I attempt splits more skin on my heel and my toes crack and crunch in their setting.
And then there is silence, more words meant for a higher purpose than this.
A Higher purpose then to dwell,
to rot,
To infest over a predicament that I, lowly as I am, find myself in.
On this day and overdose occurred,
and now,
I overdose.
Author notes
I thought this might work on two levels! Previosuly submitted ot another contest that it didn't win gold and its also abotu suicide.
Written February 10th, 2006
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Comments
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I really liked this poem because it has to be one of the most original on i've read it seems like to me that the poem is really just you thoughts and emotions collided together very good job here
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this was a really great poem..your words were very strong and powerful and emotional..i really enjoyed reading this keep writting your very talented
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Thanks for entering and good luck.
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Ok, so me and my dumb self really can't find the true meaning.
But it was written so well!
Very poetic (uh duh) and well, I think it was just nicely done.
Thank you for the entry!
-System of Cyanide
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very good
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wow this is a very interesting write. so much deeper meaning and emotion. have to say that lack of flow really affected it,but it was an awesome write.
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This was really interesting. Flowed like crap, but that just doesnt matter for some poems. (No offense intended) It's just I'm used to trying to find the flow and it's interesting when I can't find it. It's great!
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The first line contained a typo, which rather jars the reading eye - and blow me down there it is in the final stanza too! BUT goodness me what an intense and absorbing poem. It seems you held very little back. I am glad I stopped by.
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There always will be a tiny part of your heart which will never forget. Thank god you didn't go down the path of an overdose. Otherwise this brilliant poem wouldn't have been written
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this is extremely intense. i am so glad that you did not follow through with suicide. it is not something that can be taken back. fifteen minutes can change everything. just fifteen minutes. i would miss your talent with words had you followed through and i would be sad for that and for the loss of another human. thank you for staying here.
On this day and overdose occurred,
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great emotional energy. viyanna r langager -
Awesome write. I liked the way you wrote it. It seemed very original.
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i love this poem. its very intense. and props that you mentioned sid vicious. what a tool, i love him. this poem definitely screams with emotion, i really do enjoy this. thanks for entering and good luck
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