Slow Suicide - (I'm not on my side)

seekit
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Slow Suicide (I’m not on my side)
She wakes up with cracks
in her head
another long night
she thought she had
Can't remember, black outs again.
A lady but not last night,
can’t remember like she lost her sight
Slow Suicide I’m not on my side,
why do these dying thoughts occupy?
Take another pill to adjust in the daylight,
time ticking in her head until her next flight
out of her head
out of her life.
Feels sympathy for the ones who have to live like this,
her small children
she makes up with a kiss –
Not present in her own time,
makes up lies
to makeup for her crimes –
Sick and slow she dresses she has to go,
shows up for work
fakes another day
Strands of insanity weave through her head;
hate this day I’ll show them instead-
Drinks like a lady, devil in disguise,
dangles the strings of a puppet
she willingly subscribes.
Tattoo of shame in her soul, painful pins stab
her existence this shit is taking a toll –
Rationalization is comfort, off she goes it’s a new day, promises to stay away from the devil for today.
Maybe she will find her way
out of tomorrow
and back from yesterday –
she wakes up again, can’t do it alone, I need that comfort I drink I’m home.
Slow suicide, I’m not on my side.
WHY?
She wakes up with cracks
in her head
another long night
she thought she had
Can't remember, black outs again.
A lady but not last night,
can’t remember like she lost her sight
Slow Suicide I’m not on my side,
why do these dying thoughts occupy?
Take another pill to adjust in the daylight,
time ticking in her head until her next flight
out of her head
out of her life.
Feels sympathy for the ones who have to live like this,
her small children
she makes up with a kiss –
Not present in her own time,
makes up lies
to makeup for her crimes –
Sick and slow she dresses she has to go,
shows up for work
fakes another day
Strands of insanity weave through her head;
hate this day I’ll show them instead-
Drinks like a lady, devil in disguise,
dangles the strings of a puppet
she willingly subscribes.
Tattoo of shame in her soul, painful pins stab
her existence this shit is taking a toll –
Rationalization is comfort, off she goes it’s a new day, promises to stay away from the devil for today.
Maybe she will find her way
out of tomorrow
and back from yesterday –
she wakes up again, can’t do it alone, I need that comfort I drink I’m home.
Slow suicide, I’m not on my side.
WHY?
Seek It
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Comments
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heavy.There have been shows where maybe the whole first half of the show my eyes have been closed. and then you'll look out in the crowd and there'll be somebody totally lost in their head, in exactly the same place you're in. That, to me, is the essence of music
~Jeff Ament0 -
sorry i don't mean to be.............so heavy............it just happend that way.....Seek It0
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seekit, be as heavy as you can, it's what seeking it is all about
this writing's subject is superharsh
i'm not judging
but its author is
and sometimes we need to judge ourselves so that we can grow
and sometimes we need to stop judging ourselves so harshly so that we can heal
much peace~all is full of love~0 -
Really good....I like the tone it captures..bad momas lol....keep up the good work..hope to hear more from you:)i miss you already...0
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Maybe she will find her way
out of tomorrow
and back from yesterday
loved this oneIt was a dream, not a nightmare. A beautiful dream I could never imagined in a thousand nods. I saw this girl next to me, she wasn't beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile come at me in heat waves following. Soaking through my body and out my finger tips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere, that there was love for me.
Jim Carrol0 -
i think its tres tres good too
i sometimes write darker heavy stuff too- and i know what u mean when u say it just comes out like that. tis cool.
and so castles made of sand fall in the sea eventually...0 -
that sounds really good.
really really good.......time is never wasted when you're wasted all the time...
"breathe, breathe in the air...don't be afraid to care...leave but don't leave me...look around and choose your own ground...for long you live and high you fly...and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry...and all you touch and all you see...is all your life will ever be..."0 -
awesome poem...heavy yet beautiful"Trying to be a person you're not is a waste of the person you really are."- Kurt D. Cobain (R.I.P February 20, 1967- April 5, 1994, we love u Kurt)0
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good shit seekit
i love...
shows up for work
fakes another day.......
Forever and ever ....Pearl Jam
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Good poem.once you know
you can never go back...0
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