The Devils Venom

by Tiffany   Oct 20, 2014


These questions stay open ended, giving me endless strife
They are begging for answers, prying at my emotions for acknowledgment, as if I can answer them
None of these can be answered by anyone here, anyone living. They're tangling up my mind with intertwining thoughts, the feeling of anguish is slowly subsiding with seconds, feeling like hours.
Time is slipping away with the crack of the bottle.
A bite in my mouth and throat from the devils venom preying on me now, it's hellacious brew is drowning out the thoughts; washing them out.
Soon what was sorrow will drip out, poor out of my eyes and puddle my already booze drenched shirt.
This poison covers me with it's blanket of remedying medicine, or so my flooded mind is leading me to believe
The night passes as a blip not detectable by my life's radar, almost as if my mind erased it.
The day comes galloping in, riding in on a dark horse, as black as night or maybe death?
I see it dragging in my anguish behind, a lifeless corpse of despair. Back to the confusion, the open ended questions, can I leave them unanswered for now? Yes, I'll wash out the thoughts, No, flood them out.. Another twist off the cap, another swig, another venomous chomp of the devils toxin.
My thoughts are washed out again so the prying questions can diminish, Fade away into the nothing, Just one last time..

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