overdose

03/2013

designer drugs disarray 

my composition

mascara laced tears

line my face

I ride an astral

rollercoaster

this is my meridian 

my way to blot out

the disgust

this dismal taste

this gloaming 

of my spirit

static thoughts

spill from my ears

yielding to the

luminous death

at hand

Author's Note

photo: afemera.deviantart.com

Reviews

[Draven]

Goodw work. The last stanza was amazing.

[Violetta Alexis]

Looks like you just continue to progress! Well done.

[Gedalya]

The virtue of vice
is
The vice of virtue.

[Ruth]

We all travel with vice or viceless, but we all do travel...love to you hon, always good to read you x

[Kenneth The Poet]

The tunnel isn't exactly full of white light, now is it?

[joshua deathdealer]

No it isn't Kenneth. Thanks for connecting.

[Raven Starhawk]

This speaks to me as the dark tunnel spins its web about my senses and I sink my teeth into its beauty.

[Raymond Federle]

How wonderfully dark and brooding! Added to my list! :)

[Frieda P]

Affecting and rather disturbing...we all yeild to some kind of quick fix band aid to soothe our pain, this one is too final. Nicely pen'd joshua.