Suicide and Vine

It lingers a twisted thought amoungsnt many.

Razorwire and green grass now sticky with most my logic soon to be erased. 

Its not self pitty just selfdestruction and a truckstop s**t hole that leads me towards something that wont be swept under carpet as easily as my past deeds.

 

Honestly if the brain were a spounge when you squeeze all from it  what  are you left with but emptyness and the burden knowing your no longer what you once were?

For some half a*s is okay.

Sunny skies and happy endings read like romance bullshit to me.

 

Pat me on the back and I''l probaly punch you right in the face I have little need for sympathy.

F**k the past you think thoose you pine for ever give a seconds thought to you?

There selfish pricks who use others like vampires of the mental sense.

They'll cry you a river just to leave you in a moments drought.

 

Yes we all yern for what can never can be.

 A childs view must die sometime my friends just as I.

Maybe we can preach if we never knew what it is to live.

But Ive never been the type to listen so save your words and hope that your well never runs dry as mine.

 

A cool breeze and warm bottel soon will my road forever be a open highways marker.

Will you cast a shadow as I yern to?

To strangers and friends both seem strange bedfellows ive seldom understood.

 

Crazy he was honestly im suprized it took this long.

So few will speak with a true idea.

Sorry is for thoose who care and ive cared far to long.

 

Another will always stand were others fell.

But none can stand the same as the one befor.

cast that shadow befor sunsets ocean embrace  known as tommorows clean slate.

 

Somethings unless in the drivers seat will never make sense.

 

 

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

Quite strenuous but well written and point made.

[Southern Cross]

Here I thought I had a bad day .. Eye opener here and though raw as the emotions read, lots of truth here. You just expressed things we try to ignore or sugar coat. Great honest emotions and a wonderful read even if you blew optimism out of the water.

[FJ Davis]

Reading this was a lot like flossing with barbed wire. I think, John, I've actually lost some blood.
I'm not going to discuss the subject matter--you've left little room for anyone to do that!
There are many great poetic lines in "Suicide and Vine."
Still, you bummed me out, Gonzo. And yet, you've also well achieved poetry's primary goal of making the reader feel--even if it's like s**t!

[John Patrick Robbins AKA Gonzo]

D****t hampster I hear ya.
yeah john Sure is a depressing pain in the arse hey sometimes i gotta take a break from fart jokes but no worries much like a zombie i never stay burried long

I do like the whole flossin with barbed wire commet Frank.
I always go where the write goes just had the title for awhile its always weird how people view my scribblings at least to me.

thanks for the read

Heres a bottle for a pick me up and some fireworks cuase hell nothing makes ya feel better than drinking and playing with explosives thats why i do it all the time cheers