You go inside, look around
And tell me what it’s like in there
This nerve racking pit of a beat
And this melodramatic flow of blood
It’s wet with uncomfort and need
Fantastically deprived of what it grieves most
I get a little tired of writing about it
And I’m running low on ink
For the chance of sleeping at all
Or for this mind to begin to think
I must quit, it’s not a habit
It’s just a permanent stain
Dancing on the veins
My footsteps are crooked
But not as crooked as my aim
I don’t hate you
I couldn’t even pull the rope that far in
This anchor may be sunken
And threaded into my skin
But that pain was inevitable
To match the shape you’re in
Somewhat sad
Do you agree?
I blink, my eyes a downward motion
But I feel you staring back at me
Reply, distraught
I turn on the TV
It isn’t as bad as it looks
It’s not, the golden glow of dawn
I ‘m baring down on my teeth
Much too perfect to notice
And not cool enough,
To be in between
It’s not worth another poem
But here I am again
Sitting down on this dream
To keep it from erupting
Behind the blinds of these frightful eyes
I see a smudge of something
And you’re walking into the parlor
To get a drink
Of what you thought it used to be
What it tasted like to you
And then what you might say to me
But won’t
It’s all in the matters of a break through
And the easy breath you breathe
Just because I refuse to read this over
And double check
Doesn’t mean I don’t care or mind
It just means I might eject
And throw up these words
In your cup
So when you take the last sip
You slip into them with fatal struggle
The drunkenness you might regret
Or maybe even begin to admit
That it was me all this time
In the blackest bit of stars
You don’t know this constellation
Quite as well as I
Epitome, rain check, let’s get a car
The hanging over and the slur
For me this is getting old
And I wonder if
I’m as bored as you are
Author notes
Inspirated by Sevendust and myself
Me hope you like. ZZZZZZZoom.
A contest entry
- Music Inspired by Improv Machinery.
300 points, ended March 7, 2008, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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What else can I say? Fascinating and brilliant! You never cease to amaze me with your perfectly placed rhyme and how the flow of your writing is always just so...right!
Another brilliant piece, I wish I could steal and claim as my own, HA HA!!
Keep it up gifted girl ♥

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wow this is purely amazing , i am in love with it,
keep writng you are gifted! WOW
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what song was this inspired by? you gave me the band, but i pegged that before i finished the poem, i couldnt figure out the song though.
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wow. this write really hit home for me in the sense of when you were talking about your crooked aim. i used to be a drug addict. im in recovery now, and have been there for about 5 months. i had the most crooked aim in the world. what kind of a person puts himself over his own family. i know that i did, but im working on fixing that. the whole premise of this poem kind of made me think about my whole thought process back when i was using. it actually scared me for a little bit. you invoked some very strong emotions in me with this write. Thank you for sharing this with me. also, i would like to add this poem to the list of favorites that i keep posted on my page, please let me know if this is okay with you.
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Wow...I can totally see how you would get that out of the poem after I just re-read. I guess that's pretty cool that I got that close to what you went through. But the fact your in recovery, and doing better
makes me want to put a happier ending to this. Yet I can think of none...lol.
I guess for me it was about a totally different thing..blah blah blah blah..lol. I'm actually pretty suprises it fits you so well. And I'm glad.
It's funny how things just sort of appear out of no where randomly, like this poem, and strike someone so perfectly.
Go me and my stupid sense of direction!
And yes, you can put it on your listing
I shall be honored.
PS. The song I do believe was called "Shadows in Red" Mhm. I think so.
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