Low

by Kendall   Aug 29, 2005


You don’t have to care, it’s OK
Even though I need someone at night
This is not your obligation,
And it’s definitely not your fight.
Snap it in half, down it goes
Swish swash with a bit of coke,
How do I feel? I don’t know.
Wait an hour or so, and then I’ll know,
Warm and weightless, I feel so low.
Why am I doing this?
It’s just a waste of time.
Why all the rhetoric’s?
I guess they ease my mind.
I hate myself – hate is a strong word
But it’s true when my heart literally hurts
And my vision becomes blurred.
I did it to myself is all I can say
So I swallow a tinier pill
And hope to wake the next day.
I am a host for my voluntary cure,
Why I let it abuse me, I’m not sure.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Foresaken_Tears

    Shit, I absolutely love your wording in the last two lines.. "voluntary cure" is just so vivid and deep. I have those words ingrained in my mind because Im sure every single one of us who has ever suffered has a voluntary cure for their dark feelings which eases the lows and makes the highs less extreme. You've pretty much summed it up in two words there. Congratulations, a brilliant poem which shows obvious talent, keep writing, all the best,
    xXxForesakenxXx

  • 18 years ago

    by Foresaken_Tears

    Shit, I absolutely love your wording in the last two lines.. "voluntary cure" is just so vivid and deep. I have those words ingrained in my mind because Im sure every single one of us who has ever suffered has a voluntary cure for their dark feelings which eases the lows and makes the highs less extreme. You've pretty much summed it up in two words there. Congratulations, a brilliant poem which shows obvious talent, keep writing, all the best,
    xXxForesakenxXx

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