FEBRUARY JILL IN A BOTTLE OF PILL

FEBRUARY JILL IN A BOTTLE OF PILL

it was meant to be easy and it was meant to be sweet

it was meant for my heart and it was meant for the beat

it was all that i knew and all what is right

it was all that i cared, to ignite and die...

for this was the most sweetest dream that i had 

that i never want to wake up, that i never want to let go

for this was all that i wanted so bad

that i never cared, and i don't know if this is worth it anymore

i felt alive as i down each pill

visions of you become so clear 

as i enter this untruthful place

to see you and be with you here

the borrowed strength that is given by this pill

the borrowed strength to accept the truth that you're gone

the feel of your skin, and the taste of your lips

all those from a bottle of pill

Reviews

[Poet7]

Sad and confusing. But...if a poem makes me FEEL something, then it's accomplished its goal.

[em]

- my oh my - this is a survival guide for the darkest shade of black - one could drown - and sink right to the bottom!! - i agree with serah - enchanting and poignant indeed!!! -

[An owl on the moon]

You create that dark sense of longing... of needing... anxieties released in a swallow... What things we devour to satisfy us and bring us to a place of peace.. or even just numbness... Powerfully gripping words.

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. hallefriekin'lujah ! ... what a magical, enchanting, mesmerizing and poignant piece of poetry ... i wouldn't survive without my bottle of pills ... :P ...