Suicide while I ride.

[DnBZEOTi]

It's has just been a blink
When I was born to now.
I stare at my scarred left wrist
My ciggarette burned left forearm.
My pain stricken hands.
I curl my eyes,
so that i may take a deep look
into my soul.
What do i see.
Nothing really,
Just black.
But i know what i feel.
And its not good.
A lot of anger, malice, and hate.
Why must the words
"Suicide while I ride"
burden me.
What does it mean?
To me? Oh, i dont know...
Maybe O.D.'ing on something so good and not even realizing.
But it doesnt sound good
Suicide while I ride.

DiZZY BOi

 

[Frosty da snowman]

I like this, dark, and careless. And the carelessness just make it more depressiing

 

[DnBZEOTi]

Thanks, the poem is true about me.
my wrists cut from practacing vampirism, the burns on my forearm were begun when i took a blue-smiley e pill [my right side hates my left], my pained hands... from lots of things like falling off my skateboard from a handrail that was too long for me,
the question asked to myself...
about half a year ago i was diagnosed with schitzophrenia, thanks to my mom who sent me to the quacks.
and o.d.'ing on something so good...
i used to be a pill-popper, would eat anything and everything offered to me. i found 5 bottles of 500mg 150count proproxiphen,
i sold most of the pills, but one day i ate 20 and went to steak n shake, smoke a joint and went in.
Lets just say that the medication intake i had was about 10 times a higher than normal dosage, not to mention the thc that was flowing through my viens.

 

[faceless_shadow]

awesome words....sounds like the kind of stuff i write....dark

 

[day_for_night]

this may be better suited in the dark side (or a copy moved over, and then this can be reopened in this forum). what do you think mods?