Poisonously Me
The only thing that's really
bad for me
and detrimental to my health
Is this violent thing inside of me
the vile poison that is myself.
I'm what keeps me up at night
I'm what goes and gets me high.
Leave the real world so far below
as I'm flying through the sky
No regard for responsibility
as I leave reality.
Thoughtless, wreckless,
careless me.
I'm the only thing, that's standing in my way.
I'm what's stopping me
from every opportunity.
This toxic thing inside my mind
there's nothing it wants,
that it won't find.
A self destructive consumer of all
I climb my highest
so the further I may fall.
It's not just the high I want
but crash as well.
cause I've never felt as alive
as I did the day I fell.
With fear my friend
and torture my lover.
I want them both
not one or the other.
Never satisfied
I always want one more
as desire
comes knocking,
at my door.
Everything that's bad for me
is all I really want to do
Let's do a line
of any kind
Indulgence in this it is my glue.
Giving in
to all things sin.
Is the only thing I have
To fill this hole
that's never full
has taken all I had.
I watch myself spiral down
while laughter is,
the only sound.
Not a thing to learn
so I take an extra turn
and love it as I burn.
Why does my favorite thing
have to be
that I feel amazing
when I bleed.
Will it catch me
or will I stay ahead?
Will I have family
or be alone
on the day I'm dead?
I will surely be the one
who brings about my end.
Even though I'm bad for me.
I'm still my favorite friend.
Copyright © Grobb Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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