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Death can't die

The clock strikes twelve
And knife pierces skin
You seemed so happy in life
But you'd died within

The clock strikes one
Razor cuts wrist
It doesn't matter you're dead
You'll never be missed

The clock strikes two
Gun to your head
Implanted in your heart
A bullet of lead

The clock strikes three
Rope tightens on neck
They knew it would happen
You were always a wreck

The clock strikes four
Impact is made
You jumped from up high
No one came to your aid

The clock strikes five
You sink down deep
The water surrounding you
Are the tears you weep

The clock strikes six
The fire starts to rise
All that can be heard
Are your terrified cries

The clock strikes seven
You jump in the car
You've been drinking all night
You don't get very far

The clock strikes eight
Someone broke your heart
You could stand it no longer
So you ripped it apart

The clock strikes nine
You down all your pills
It's ironic because
They're made to cure ills

The clock strikes ten
Poison seeps through
Caught in depression
If only they knew

The clock strikes eleven
You're starting to freeze
Left out in the cold
Your life it will seize

The clock strikes twelve
But we've been here before
Death can't die ...
There is never a cure

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  • SheWalksWithDeath
    December 10, 2008
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    wow dad this was good, dark, a bit fucked up.... very clown.. nice work dad.


  • just4fun20
    December 9, 2008

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    very good but i think the title should be death cant die it will attract a lot more people cause it is a really good poem


  • BloodSeeker Lette
    December 9, 2008
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    Wow babe depressing and hope you don't think like any of these poems still like that.