It's okay! I like this poem! You are always such a good poet! Keep doing well my friend!
As you sit there with voices echoing
in your head , as faces fade in and out
of your head they seem to be trying to
help as you lay there relaxing letting your
thoughts and feelings melt away.
That little pin prick sends you back to the
place where your comfortably numb , things
just float and fade , nothing is coming into
your brain as you smile letting those warm
safe feelings cover your hole body now.
They see you laying there , there voices
so far away , nothing is really getting through
but pleasure and joy as your blood flows so freely
from the hole the needle left , and the blade opened,
yes things are really fine now , so dont worry your
where you want to be.
The blade now dropped from where you cut that skin
where the needle went in , not even that matters with
how things seem so perfect , OK now lets get to the moment
that you have worked so hard to get to , dont let your reality
be brought back as things are only getting better for you now,
just when you were being so down and life so unfair you made
it go away once again but will this be the last time?
Hazy feelings come over you as the feeling comes back
and reality now smacks you , there was no blade ,just a
fantasy how that feeling made you feel so alive , you now
have to go through one more day of wishing thing's were
sane in a world that is insane to you but normal for other's.
The it comes again that urge to feel free and your
reality to become only yours once more as they take
you back to bring you to there reality not realising your already
where you want to be.
I was trying to show how taking certain drugs can
affect people though i have never did a drug or even
inhaled this is what i hope sounds almost like what happens.
the title of the poem is from a pink Floyd song but there words
are my own , but if anyone feels that the title is border line infringement
rename it to something that sounds right for the poem since i
couldn't really think of anything.
comments and suggestions are welcomed
Last edited by HolderOfTheDarkChalice; Jun 25, 2007 at 01:22 AM. Reason: missspelled the tittle
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same, I must isolate you...
Isolate and save you from yourself
A good poem, I really liked how you described it all... It showed it all like it is I guess- when you use drugs (not that I ever had) you feel good and forget about the world, but you have to go back to reality and it might seem even worse after feeling the drug taking away your pain...
Nice poem indeed, made me think... good work Chris!
My recommended fanfic: "Dreamer" by Scourge
I LOVE IT! It reminds me of Pink Flyod--especially the title. ^_^ Good job on this one. It's one of my favs from you.
I really liked the poem. I've never done drugs either, but I've heard from people who have that they feel just like that till the high wears off then they're doing more to get the high back. Like eveyone else I love to feel good,but I'm not gonna do drugs to get there. Nice job sweetie.
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Thanks so much I love it!
Blade? Im confused. if they were doing heroine its just a needle.
But yeah! You covered the feeling of being high w/o ever actually
I'm a glass child. I am Hannah's regrets. Monster.