The pain runs through out
my body. The thoughts
from my heart run to my head.
As I wonder how i would make it
all on my own.
Could it be that the one place
I once called home was
gone forever? By now my
mind is on a riot against itself,
and at this point it seems like i only
have one good option left.
I look under my pillow and pull
out this pill with one-x branded
on it, put it in my mouth and
swallowed it thinking to myself "its
never to late to have a fix".
My mind starts running away
and all that pain... well I'll just
let it die. It's all over I found out
how to get out alive. But the one thought
still remains hidden deep within my head
in a slumber you might say.
What about the animal i have become? The
one that only my loved ones have seen.
I guess I will never find out.
Author notes
i chose #7 three days grace
"The Crow & The Butterfly"
A contest entry
- Lucky ##7 ~*♥♥*~Options Contest~*♥♥*~ Lucky ##7 by Whisper Trinity.
900 points, ended August 13, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Good
A few corrections
Line 2 - My body is two words
Line 10 - Seams should be seems
Line 14 - Take out the first "and"
Line 16 - I would take out "me up"
Line 18 - I'll needs an apostrophe
Line 19 - It's needs an apostrophe
Line 21 - Whithin should be within
Line 24 - Needs a period
Line 25 - Well should be will
other then those grammatical errors its really good. Thank you for entering & best of luck!
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