Quote Originally Posted by tblueyes
Nice poem, do you have any others? I made mine up on the fly. How about you?
Just one I had tucked away.

Will you post some more of yours? I'll post another of mine to get started. This one is one of my favorites; I wrote it a little over a year ago. Hope you like...

It's called:

â??Sacredâ??

Fragile veins, needle gashed arms,
horrendous badges upon array.
Every wound a moment in time
in which sheâ??s able to fade away.

Her addiction burns deep inside,
like inflictions of swallowed glass.
Thus, poison sheâ??ll thrust into her veins,
so she can die again at last.

This evil alliance eases the hurt.
Her needs she cannot resist.
It is only when the pain subsides,
that it seems life no longer exists.

Alone she sits in a candle lit room,
the shadows animate the walls.
She hovers a spoon over the flame,
then a sizzle, and again death calls.

Preparing her fix she pulls the plunge,
then a push to bleed out the air.
The needle ready to make its mark,
and assist in containing despair.

A strap is wrapped around her arm,
and then a tap to find a vein.
Soon sheâ??ll find what sheâ??s looking for.
Yes, soon she will feel no pain.

Virtual death is found in this needle,
the needle sets in descending pace.
Knowing she needs it, she injects,
and now the sinner finds her grace.

In parallel she begins to sink.
Her head clears, and images blur.
This savior now extends his arms,
and once again, life sleeps for her.

Lets keep this thread going, tblueyes, and maybe post one each night. What do ya say? I love poetry...
JunkYard Reviewed by JunkYard on . Late Night Poetry! Do you have the time Could you spare a second. If not then what good are you Just a nother usless waist of space, You dont have a place. If you have that second and I hope you do... Could you show me the way out? Rating: 5