Why? Will be the last line..........

even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
edited February 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
As warm as the grip of death
The white light shines on
Sun like
Calling me south
Permanent vacation time
Friends and family will be there
My dog too?
Levitating
Through the magic of the paddles
I am happy
What are they doing?
Wanting me back
Riddled with pain
Years of endurance
Pills couldn't help
Only to extend
Pain and suffering
In the end
The pills won out
More than the doseage asked for
Yet
You still want me back
You've changed your place in this world!
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  • puremagicpuremagic Posts: 1,907
    and thru it all,
    in the end
    you get what
    you had at the beginning.
    that which you enjoyed
    while growing and
    lusted for in life.
    - Peace -
    SIN EATERS--We take the moral excrement we find in this equation and we bury it down deep inside of us so that the rest of our case can stay pure. That is the job. We are morally indefensible and absolutely necessary.
  • ...the pills, the pills, the pills that kill...

    Something to see...

    The home of the free...
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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