Mark Croson The Applethoughtrotten Poet Rhyme

Death By Addiction

"Death by Addiction"

Anger sets in as the fire begins 
somewhere down below. 
I feel the pain, again and again 
praying it soon will mellow.

Then starts the noise and I loose all poise 
to the rumbling sound of a cymble. 
What can this be that is killing me? 
Life use to be so simple.

Away with you bats or were they big gnats? 
Wings flapping at my ears. 
The pounding won't stop . I'll soon need to copp 
to free me of my fears.

A barbituate diet, all has gone quiet. 
Too much has already been said. 
I am now at the station of great expectation. 
Soon I'll most likely be dead.

Life so insane, to die, one and the same. 
Both mysteries to be certain. 
I take my last breath to the coldness of death 
as I bow down to the final curtain.

The Applethoughtrotten

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Joanna Smith February 10, 2010 at 12:02 PM wow this poem is POWERFUL i can't understand why im your first comment on it but im glad! i liked the line i am now at the station of great expectation, sometimes that alone can kill ya! thanks =)