The Fallen

[Mysticalis]

I look at him now
And I can only pity him and watch
As he destroys himself
I remember when we were in middle school
I was the shrimp
He was the big guy who always got a crack
He always enjoyed poking fun at me
Pushing me around
I remember when we got to high school
He toned down
Became more open and friendly
We talked and hung out and pissed teachers off
I remember us going to church together
Even when I went for only a brief moment
We were the deacons who aided the sermon
We passed out the righteous bread and water for all
I remember him making Eagle Scout
He was on the right path
He was full of promise
He turned himself around
From schoolyard bully to a good person
How tragic it is
That he threw it all away
The moment he graduated
As I sit on his tattered couch
In his dumpy apartment
Littered with empty bottles of liquor
I helplessly watch him
Snort his last line of coke
Slowly destroying himself

 

[Sim^kin]

from the other side..
..Yet when I hoped for good evil came;
When I looked for light, then came darkness
The churning inside me never stops;
Days of suffering confront me.
I go about blackened, but not by the sun..
* Old testament book of Job.

 

[*SWeeT-e*]

This poem touched me, maybe because I also came from a religious upbringing, went to church all my life, the whole nine yards. And I know my parents along with a bunch of other people I used to know through the church would see me just as you described, "the fallen"...someone who was "destroying" herself with drugs. And maybe I was, for a time. But I'm straightening my life out now, but for me that doesn't mean returning to the church, and because of that I think those people would still see me as "fallen". I hate that. Maybe I *did* fall, for awhile, but at least I actually *lived* life instead of claiming to possess all of life's answers without ever having really experienced life.
I don't know if that really relates to what you wrote, but in any case, I liked the poem.

~kimmy.
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~*~I hope you take a piece of me with you...~*~

 

[Mysticalis]

See, you are starting over, and rebuilding your life, so I couldn't see you as one of the "Fallen," I'd see you as one of the "Reborn". My friend is spiralling downward, and he doesn't have a care about it either. I'm going to have to step in and drag him out before he kills himself.

On another note, I dislike organized religion for the fact that it tries to impose the belief on you that you cannot live a good life without its involvement in your life. For all those missionaries and zealots out there, let me live my life by my beliefs and values. You cannot judge me, only God has that power.
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Mysticalis, Angel of Mystery
"Come with me to a world of transcendent joy."

 

[cherub]

It is so hard to see someone destroy themselves knowing you can do nothing.
Only hope that one day they see the light before it is too late.
sometimes that does no happen, but we can always hope.
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Just takes one angel to change a life
~~~~CHERUB~~~~
Aka: Mommyhen
~I still belive in your eyes~-Gigi D'Agostino

 

[*SWeeT-e*]

I see what you're saying and I completely agree.
It breaks my heart to see people destroy themselves and not even care...because I was *so* close to that point of no return myself...and somehow pulled myself up. And it scares me to people I loved and cared about (specifically my ex-bf and my friend Nikki) going the same route I did, except not ever caring to stop their free-fall. Some people hit rock bottom and then go up from there...some people never hit...and just keep falling. And there's nothing anyone can do.
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~*~I hope you take a piece of me with you...~*~

 

[Sim^kin]

I wasn’t suggesting or promoting religion, and I am not religious.
I HOPE I DIDNT SENT THE WRONG MESSAGE ACROSS.
You poem triggered some memories...
The only way I could respond was with a potion of a poem that helped me to recognize that I was depressed and that addictive drugs were not the answer.
I was also living a very similar destructive lifestyle. It took a lot to pull me out of it. I will always love the people who believed in me. I owe them my life.
I will make them proud.
And I believe every one has the potential to see the light when every thing is black.
I hope you can help your friend; sometimes all they need to know is that the light shines for them as well...
I hope I wasn’t out of place...
Seems like a sensitive issue.
I can be too blunt sometimes...

 

[Mysticalis]

Don't worry about it. Your input is highly valued. I'm glad you're all sharing your experiences. It's giving me hope that my friend is capable of pulling himself out, but also, he needs to see that. If he can't see it on his own, I won't settle for the helplessness and intervene before something terrible happens.
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Mysticalis, Angel of Mystery
"Come with me to a world of transcendent joy."