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[aid] => mick
[title] => Death's Depression
[time] => 2004-11-10 09:09:53
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[bodytext] => Here I sit Alone in the dark, But only temporarily, Only 'til Death Takes me apart from this SORRY [-] LIFE Not worth living. True, deep depression Sets in coldly, Sending a chill Down the spine of my starved body, Every bone clearly visible Through the yellowed skin stretched over them. I stare down At the cold, steel machinery In my lap, A 9mm Baretta, Police-issue. With memories of Lethal Weapon, I load in a single hollow-point bullet, Magnum, But do not place the black barrel of the thing In my mouth or to my temple; Instead, I place it gently back on my lap. Thinking quickly, I draw my hunting knife from its leather scabbard On my belt And commence sharpening the six-inch long blade. With just very little pressure, The titanium-alloy blade cuts into my pale, brittle skin, Staining the finger and blade with blood. Two weapons and a use for them, But yet they shall remain unused for the time being, For my hunger has left me with not enough strength To finish what Satan has started. I suck in a rattling breath Through my hollowed, bony cheeks. I reach up to my sunken eye sockets, Remembering the eyes, blue, shining and full of life, But now they're flat, dull, lifeless. My wheezing grow louder, My dry throat starts to swell. My skin is a pale yellow, My fingernails and teeth stained from tobacco use, My liver failing From too much alcohol. My life has fallen apart, And it will never be back together, Even if I found the so-called "love" That everyone is so [-] obsessed with. Why? It's not real. It's bull [-]. Slowly, shaking, I raise my gun and place it in my mouth, Turn off the safety and begin to squeeze.... [comments] => 6 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 13 [informant] => solmyr1404 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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