I don't want to die living in a high-rise grave

Yes! Its true. I got the inspiration by a song by Metric.

The water was so high over my head I couldn't catch my breath

I don't wanna die living in a pool made of your lies

The plastic bag pulled so tight that my vision was red

I don't wanna die living in a bag of your insecurities

The morphine so deep in my veins I can't see straight

I don't wanna die being the drug you abuse.

 

Reviews

[halflives]

IT'S DEATH NOTE IN THE PICTURE! *spazzes*
Otherwise, excellent poem. Hit home hard, which is what I LOVE about poems. Well done!

[VelvetRosetta]

All this is like an addiction eating at us...wonderfully done!

[Fy Cecilia]

This is good work.

[Vinod Kumar U K]

Nice dedication to the enviournment of the soul....very much impresed

[J.e.s.s.i.c.a]

I love this, especially the last section. Great job!

[rae52]

simple and super i love it

[amdc101]

This is an amazing poem. Really well done.

[Becky C Strukamp]

An amazing poem. I loved the color scheme. It fit the poem perfectly. You penned the emotions of the poem beautifully. Thanks for writing it and sharing it. I loved reading it.

[TheElfPrincess]

Great emotion, I loved how you used the different colors to set a different feeling. Well done, this was beautiful.

[Dayran]

And don't wait until its too late.