"Deeper, deeper,"
Said the knife
To the wrist.
"Tighter, tighter,"
Said the noose
To the neck.
"Hold it, hold it,"
Said the water
To the lungs.
"Swallow, swallow,"
Said the pills
To the gut.
"Pull it, pull it,"
Said the gun
To the hand.
"Stop it, stop it,"
Said I
To the mirror...
Wow powerful and lyrical nice juxtaposition!
A very well written poem! Nice work thanks SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."