Gasoline Sky

 Looking into a gasoline sky, choking on the smog of the day.
Take no refuge where the broken die, live to choke another day.
Ripples in time reflected in the muck and mire, only there is no light.
Once again I dance in fever pitch, mocking that which flew the night.

 Leave me be, just let me die, let this awful place just go away.
Don't want to fight, don't remember, what is here cannot stay.
Into the night let go your whisper, speak to shadows to comfort pain.
Take account of all you've lost, don't regret your death in vain.

 Never come from gas to light, the match that burned the night.
Take from cities fear of flight, where were you at fathers fight.
You say you came to pay respect, respect is too far beyond your reach.
Trust no more in evil men and what they do, vanity is just beyond your breach.

 Suicide at the barrel of a forty five, no matter we are still alive.
Never ending repetition of faith, went away just to deprive.
Your soul is bleeding on the floor, can't take the misery, take no more.
Stay away just for a while, come again into denial.
 
 Looking into a gasoline sky, choking on the smog of the day.
Take no refuge where the broken die, live to choke another day.
Ripples in time reflected in the muck and mire, only there is no light.
Once again we dance in fever pitch, mocking that which flew the night.

 

Reviews

[RachelReaper]

This had a very powerful message behind it. I love the powerhouse poems on here, the ones that say, "Yes, life can be awful,and maybe your half dead, but don't give up, not just yet." This seems to be on the urge of giving up, but there's still a spark behind that says, "But I won't give up yet."

[realmwriter]

I never give up, there simply is no room for it in my life. I have thought about it, hence the poem. Kinda creepy, you got this one perfectly...! Thank you for reading and the review...!

[RachelReaper]

creepy? haha, but your welcome

[realmwriter]

Well, I mean that in a good way, I like creepy. Makes me want to explore why I think it to be creepy. I also mean it in that you get it. Most don't. A poem usually means something different to all who read it, it isn't very often that a piece's meaning is taken as it was meant to be read...!

[RachelReaper]

Well then thank you and also your welcome.

[realmwriter]

Your welcome as well my friend...!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I swear each time I read something new from you I can see growth in leaps and bounds in your writing........awesome.

[realmwriter]

Neva My Friend, haven't had a review from you in some time. I am pleased that you like it.

[Lily Mae]

Wow.. I've missed reading you.. such depth and sorrow... excellent as always..xo

[realmwriter]

Thank you again Lily Mae, it means a lot...!

[Winchester Saltgunner]

This remixes me of a Poem I wrote in the 5th grade called gasoline hearts but I love ur version better than my poem lol

[realmwriter]

I'm sure your poem is very good. Thank you for reading mine though, I really do appreciate it. Though I can scarcely find the time to return the favor of reading yours and others. Thank you none the less...!

[Winchester Saltgunner]

Welcome hun