Smoke of Death

by Bridgette   Feb 16, 2006


Breathing in this smoke of death
Thinking it relieves the stress
She pops another pill to block out the pain
And downs another shot to forget again
A little dizzy, she trips and falls
But no one hears her pointless calls
Her heart is broken into a million pieces
And her bitter pain only increases
The taste of sweet death is at her tongue
But how can she die when she's so young
She grabs the knife and stammers to her feet
Because now her sorrow she can defeat.

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  • 18 years ago

    by lost_laureate

    I really liked the title a real hooker. The poem in itself was intriguing to read but somewhat lacked lustre for me...

    [lostlaureate - come find me]

  • 18 years ago

    by *~vixen~*

    Wow it gave me chills at the end.

  • 18 years ago

    by PS

    Honestly, its very typical. no offense. i like to be honest. but for what it is. its pretty good. like the first line. with the smoke and stuff.

  • 18 years ago

    by Juls

    And you say your not a good writer. this was great I enjoyed reading it. Keep strong.

  • 18 years ago

    by Emma

    Great! i love it. and all of ur poems

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