Creature

by mike holey   Nov 27, 2011


Strength is a verb I dont posses
Comfort is something I've deamed of
Pain is all I've felt

3 years Ive been without you
3 years Ive cut for you
3 years I've been without water

This bottle is getting empty
I feel so broken
pushed off my brick wall
Like Humpty Dumpty

With you beside me i fought
Without you I'll make it through
I just need this bottle
This bottle calms the monster

Theres nothing left to do
Nothing left to hold onto
The creature within me has my soul
I refuse to pay this empty life's toll

Im shameful
Im sad
Im lonely, Im cheap
Im the walking dead.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Erion

    Beautiful poem, but so...dark

  • 12 years ago

    by mike holey

    Im half in the bag drinking rum, felt this poem reflects my life over the past few years.