Line Fed.

I am out of witty lines to feed you

           [feed myself] and

starvation [I’ve fooled myself] tastes a lot

                like a well earned victory.

Silently I’ve allowed my life

to fall to bits and with this

fact staring me in the eyes

insomnia and I find our friendship

                                rekindled

 

my body takes a dive.

 

 

nothing is worth holding onto.

[which is a bold faced lie,

   I have you, but will not

    allow you to drown in my tidal wave]

in the end, it would be better if

you turned your eyes to the sky

and just prayed.

because I have lost touch

with what was starting to save me.

closed my eyes to light, bitten off

my tongue, forgotten how to

survive this mess.

 

I

am

not

worth

saving.

 

 

[I take it back.

Save your breath.]

 

Reviews

[deactivated account. pl..]

This is an incredibly strong poem, very well written.
I love the way you include []'s, I used to use those a lot in poetry but I don't think I ever quite pulled it off.
You have a knack for using them, but not letting the style overpower your voice.
I particularly loved the line "and

starvation [I've fooled myself] tastes a lot

like a well earned victory."
Kudos, seriously.

[Pink Poison]

I've felt this way too many times. I really admire your use of structure in the poem. It enhances the meaning every time. I especially like this line:

"because I have lost touch
with what was starting to save me.
closed my eyes to light, bitten off
my tongue, forgotten how to
survive this mess."

and the last, bracketed line, blows me away. Well done, as usual.

[run vs remember]

I really like this. It's crazy how it keeps spinning around. But maybe that's just me.

[rachel]

wow. I really dont know what to say to this. ....except maybe to note the irony of such beautiful poetry coming out of situations so grim.