she never told me
what made her do it...
what could drive someone
to play God
and dangle,helplessly,
from the edge of nothingness...
a jack knife dive
into the belly of the beast.
soaring high on the puff,puff pass
that erased years of morality.
mama cried...daddy was used and told lies~
then daddy died,
making her cry.
yet she remained steadfast,
taking the low road to redemption
at sanity's expense.
through pleads that fell upon deaf ears,
a mind torn and tattered.
body worn and weary,
wandering decay filled streets
to quench a thirst
that will never cease.
eyes stream morphine drips
that resemble anger tinged demons~
smiling her demise.
yet my love remains,
for she is flesh of my flesh
and we
flesh of those that have passed on...
where does she belong?
I enjoyed reading your poem
ReplyDeletegreat word play....the puff puff pass...and mama cried, daddy...lied....where does she belong, perhaps unknowing is the reason....
ReplyDeleteshe belongs to us all...that's brutally poignant
ReplyDelete"eyes stream morphine drips that resemble anger tinged demons"...yet drugs may not be the issue, this image still works well
Peace, hp
"decay filled streets to quench a thirst that will never cease" and "eyes stream morphine drips" (literally tears of drugs) Great work, wridz
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed the flow of this poem, and I felt for this person; you made me feel for her. Wonderful write!
ReplyDeleteemotion filled piece..very well executed.
ReplyDeletemy fav. line is..dangle,helplessly,from the edge of nothingness.. says so much..
great write.
ReplyDeleteWhat drove her to it? So much said in so few words. Dangling from the edge of nothingness is a great line x
ReplyDeleteExcellent, intense.
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