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[aid] => mick
[title] => half-life
[time] => 2004-07-10 17:22:22
[hometext] => written from a family member's perspective. my heart goes out to her.
[bodytext] => Come suck on me from my cold, clinical bedside. The cobras do. Every night, they come... To kill me. And every night they succeed. I don't understand. I've tried so hard. But they still come. Riding tall, dark silhouettes that blur and fade at the edges. Electric red eyes bobbing towards me, Closer and closer, in and out of focus Until fang pierces vein and Again, I give in to the pain As the venom sinks in deep. Remembered...the snakes are a pair The other finds perfect flesh Near the top of my arm They finish and let out a horrifying mechanical screech. Excruciating hurt rolls from my puffy eyes. Let it end tonight. Let it end. And every morning, I awake, Crying because I can't escape. I'm morphined, muzzled and weak I'm too destroyed, to swollen to speak, let alone Bite back. Blinded and shocked by bright white that flashes and whines at me. Can no-one see it? I don't even know that my soulmate is selling my beautiful paintings to keep us here. Portuguese landscape saved us before. Let it help us again. If I get through. Families must stick together. If only my shrivelled body could see them caring for me. But it can't. It can't see any of it. My canvas is dark and blank now Spashed with nightmares, hallucinations, Chemicals and dangerous waves Encircle me I am slave to my half-life And I do not wish it so Let it end Let it end Let it end. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 23 [informant] => dolly_dagger [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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