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Rescue me from myself

From a decaying mind

That is running wild

Inside I am dying

Do not turn around

You might find me crying

 

Falling further away

Frozen within my self made hell

At the point of braking down

The venom has already spread

Might as well declare me dead

So pass the bullet

My six-shooter is fully loaded

 

Welcome me home

Lay me to rest

Within the blood stained pins

Where I have made my nest

There is no denying it

This person who used to be, is losing it

 

With a twist of fate

A simple cut of the blade

She constantly falls

Stumbles through walls of false hope

To disturbing places

Where words cannot mend

Things already broken

 

Unspoken devastation filled with darkened desires

Grabs hold of a saved life no more

Constantly they choke with forceful delight

Until you know, that you are home

Back upon crimson paths as the darkness laughs

Their obscure pleasures once again a part

Of a soul fallen in the middle of their hearts  

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Robert Luna]

Wow very heavy image left to linger in my thoughts. I always respect and enjoy that about your words. The have a way of lasting and stay with me and my thoughts long after the read. I liked the darkness of this and the way it played with a scene that appeared so easily in my mind. I felt a coldness of a reality you painted here and the way it seemed swarm around like a dust cloud embracing everything it touched. Very deep I really enjoyed this


Great Job!!!!!!

[Legion]

Chilling. Very dark. I like it. Love the pic as well. Could've used that for my poem "Blood of the Scarecrow". Cool work.

[Rachel Hays]

I love your style of writing! Everything I've read has kept me. This piece is beautiful. Like others I've read from you, you have a way of mixing sadness and pain into something alluring and stunning. That's not easy for a lot of people, and you have certainly mastered it. I look forward to reading more from you.

[Lafayette]

This has so many sides so much emotion filling up ones soul with thought, Very nicely done!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Very dark and intense... I think almost everyone in there lives has these feelings of hopelessness but that's when you must look hard to see there is light up ahead.

[Steven Williams]

Your writing here really grabbed my attention and the picture at the bottom really put the exclamation put on the end of it. You painted such a vivid picture that stabbed my imagination ferociously. I had a picture painted in my mind and the picture at the bottom only supplemented that image further!

Great job!

~Stephen

[pal]

"Rescue me from myself: From a decaying mind: That is running wild: Inside I am dying: Do not turn around: You might find me crying."

The first 4 words.. express all u wanted to say. yes.. we can always rescue ourself from all... coz.. all our guards are opened.. prewarned.. awaiting all threats from outside..

unfortunate unware of threats from inside.. and all guards are off.. leaving u open n naked.

a nice poem.. well presented..
pal

[Yaooooooo]

Nice, very well put together. Each stanza describes a new feeling like a story within a story and all its feelings unrabling before the reader. Thanks for the request and keep them coming. I'll love to read more of your work in the future..
One!

[Yvonne Heidt]

She constantly falls
Stumbles through walls of false hope
To disturbing places
Where words cannot mend
Things already broken...

A beautiful mind created this piece...

The darkest pieces of ourselved create masterpieces.

Excellent job.

[Scirrocco]

I've gotten lost in this piece Nat. Very vivid visions... colorful even in it's darkness.

[Joseph - Michael]

Oh, damn, that was so great. You sure got this writing almost in perfectly order, just to build up the tenses and so on. All the way until that line; "Until you know, that you are home" then the rest just made my skins crawled.

I seriously love this one and it's going to be on my list. By the way, loved the picture to go with the writing...