In the long hours of the night
When I'm far from alright
I feel your breath coming from the bottle
Telling me to creep closer
To drink you all night
So everything can be alright
You bite the side of my lip
As you drown my lungs with your poison
But I ignore the conscience in my soul
Telling me this isn't right
But all I hear ringing inside my ears
Your distubed young girl
A distrubed little girl
Your as low as can be
And you don't matter to us anymore
Let me know I'm a waste
Of Gods creations
It's pointless for me to try
When no one else cares
My eyes blink
And life goes on and off
Black and white
To colorful
These colors I see
Of pink, red, orange and blue
They grow darker and darker everyday
Ever since my soul ran away
Author notes
2: bite
waste
blink
disturbed
white
A contest entry
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500 points, ended March 18, 15 entries
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Comments
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AMAZING!
I absoulutly loved it!!!! It kept me readin until the end. You used every word well and made it flow. I had used this in a contest I entered an the poem i wrote was so different than this. Its awesome to see someone else's veiw on those words.
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