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Offline Atreyu

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Poetry
« on: March 30, 2014, 07:15:28 pm »
Hey guys, this is a poem a wrote a couple days ago, it kinda describes some personal experiences in life, and it holds deep meaning. I need to edit the punctuation a bit, but I hope you guys enjoy. Feel free to give suggestions or tell me what I need to work at. Criticism is welcome.

When she thought she reached the bottom
the pills call her name, she breaks them down
with a blade so familiar, she inhales her life.
She goes away to a place of her own desire
her family is left to cry out for her.

Mother come and save me from the hunger
that rips at  my stomach, I am falling under.
The escape always being put before
and when the escape is gone, we wage a war.
I would rather face the rage than see you escape.

I watch you write your name on the devil's sleeve
, not even taking a second to stop and breath
you inhale the poison that steals you away
you only look forward to your next escape.
I see the residue of powder beneath you nose
as the high takes impact of your body, and shows

I love you mother please don't go
Wake up from the high of snow
Don't let your eyes roll to the back of your head
You made yourself the bed
but please don't lay in it
it's never to late to quit.

His body aches when the bottles empty
he can't go on without the pills in his system
he would rather die than live without them
his body shakes and shivers, as he sweats
he clutches her hand in his panting breathes

Father please don't leave me I will replace
The pills that have so long replaced me

She takes his hand and promises love

I love you father no matter your mistakes
her voice gets low and her lips shake
Why did you have to turn to addiction?
I know our pain wasn't your intention
But you left me to fight alone father
chose pills over your own daughter.
 The tears are falling like April rain
She can no longer hold back the pain

Daddy, she pleads why did you leave me
Why couldn't you stay with me and mommy?
You have both chosen an addiction
Was this life in your fairytale fiction?
The pills are a thief stealing lives in the dark
they stole you both and left your mark
the pain is left with your children
a pain that will forever kill them.
 
She escapes through the lyrics in the music
she hides behind the lines of poetry
The scars remind her of the pain
the anger in her heart will always remain
she hears the whispers from the past
killing her softly behind the mask .
Dreams spark her fears mid night
she lashes out in fright
Hurtful words will always haunt
in the insecurities that taunt.

She pleads out
Mother,  father is this the life you built for me?
Can you not see me drowning in your sea?
Please save me while there is time
do not give into the pill's sublime.
I love you mother, I love you father.
I promise to never leave you alone in the dark.
From start to finish I'll leave my mark.




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Re: Poetry
« Reply #1 on: March 30, 2014, 10:21:29 pm »
Deep +1.

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Re: Poetry
« Reply #2 on: April 17, 2015, 10:52:02 pm »
depression is a great motivator for self reflection and self expression.

drugs are usually the cause and the cure for depression.


(edit: didnt realize thread was old.)

(edit: oh i see what happened, some lamer posted to this old thread then deleted his post so now im THAT guy.)
« Last Edit: April 17, 2015, 11:50:22 pm by 0E 800 »
The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.