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Post by Elisha on May 13, 2003 0:04:55 GMT -5
I stood there so silent Throat was so dry People surround me I ask myself why Twisted convulsions Have swallowed my mind Lost in this poison Can't get back this time Make me a goddess Teach me to float Knives in my bloodstream Glue in my throat Heart just pounds faster Room starts to spin My bones are just crawling From under my skin Knees to my stomache Screaming, I pray Room becomes darker As I float away
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Post by headspinner on May 13, 2003 1:37:14 GMT -5
Very deep I like it a lot Keep writin and i'll keep readin Headspinner
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JamesB
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Post by JamesB on May 13, 2003 17:45:00 GMT -5
Wow! It could mean so many things! What was the context behind this one? Whats the idea on?
It could be some crazy drug like LSD, or trapped in an insane asylium(sp), or just crazy thoughts/events driving you crazy.
A crowd? Or in your mind?
That makes it sound like a drug.
What was your idea behind it? Probably something else entirely and I totally missed the mark, but hey what can you do.
-James
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Post by rissed on May 13, 2003 19:24:18 GMT -5
really really cool. i like the images i get when i read this poem. don't ever stop posting.
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Post by Elisha on May 14, 2003 16:50:56 GMT -5
No James, you didn't miss the mark you hit it perfectly. The poem's about Ice and almost overdosing, you had it right. I didn't think about an insane asylum when I wrote this one but now I do. I'm glad you guys like this one, it's one of my favorites and a really emotional subject for me. Thanks for the feedback guys, Luv Elisha!
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