Sometimes I write things just to get them out, a little something within me tells me that this needs to be released.
On the day that I die, I wonder if it will be in a blaze of glory, or will it be a needle in my arm. Course if it comes to them executing me, which is a legit possiblity, I would hope to have my choice and to be hanged. Why? It's a fetish. Has to do with the eyes, long story.
. wow, brilliantly expressive and overwhelming ... we are all plagued by disillusionment ... but you gave it an entirely new perspective ... a new twist ... and that makes your expression all the more powerful ... this is ... by far ... the most moving and the most poetic will that i have ever read ...
I have written a few pieces similar to this lately, I think its quite natural to think about this, and its an interesting concept to create poetry with. I enjoyed this piece, well done.
Fun way to write, I have alot of poems like these, but i dont feel like putting them up cause i think they're horrible... But hey, this is true emotions i guess, it's what i certainly think about myself... I WANT TO DIE FOR SOMEONE
Sometimes the ones that come from "nowhere" are the best. They are our inner soul speaking to us of something we may not acknowledge. I like this piece. It's slightly haunting, but not in a slap your mama way! It speaks of a life with pain, and an escape. Hopefully the person in this poem will find an escape in life if only on a temporary basis. Life is balance. We all have to balance the pain with what good we can dig out of life. I've felt that release of worry/anxiety/pain when thinking that death would be a release, but (so far) there has always been a reason to look for buried treasure tomorrow.
Sometimes I write things just to get them out, a little something within me tells me that this needs to be released.
On the day that I die, I wonder if it will be in a blaze of glory, or will it be a needle in my arm. Course if it comes to them executing me, which is a legit possiblity, I would hope to have my choice and to be hanged. Why? It's a fetish. Has to do with the eyes, long story.
I'm an amateur writer, who enjoys to write a lot. I almost write anything that comes to my mind, or what I am asked to write. My genres range from fantasy fiction to journal blogs and poetry to haiku... more..