I'm on an emotional hangover

I’m on an emotional hangover.

Drinking a drug downing ointment

From the chew-tipped straw of my depression.

A seemingly unending epilogue to the finished piece;

Departed joy

Now obstructed sleep.

Dream mechanics piecing me apart

Insecurity by insecurity

Caving in, the already crumbling grave

Of my world-weary limbs.



Diffuse the defenses of my pale spirit

With a word.

I felt my pulse and took it as your own demise,

“Dead” I said disappointingly.



The eyes of the corpse still glazed

With the memories of her past

Her lips kissed by coal,

Black smeared smirk.




------- if its vague, i dont want to hear it.

 

great but I don't like "I'm on an emotional hangover" or the "of my" before "world-weary limbs" because they weigh the poem down... otherwise awesome

 

thanks yo! listen to this: http://radio.indymedia.org/news/2005/08/6313.php

 

I love the last two stanzas.

 

I Love It I Wish I Could Say More But Brain Is Not Working Yet

 

nice..I'm horrible when it comes to commenting and giving reasons for liking things..but i do like this one... keep on writing

luv, Cassi