Description: Thiss is about my latest and so far most expensvie attempt at drowning my troubles ... so far it's unsucesful as now instead of just hurting myslf I end up doing it under impaired judgmnet so Im sorry abuot any typing errors i'm not quiet myself tonight.
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I found a friend in Hell today... -------------------------------------------
I found a friend in Hell today
He promised pain taken away
So far he's right
But still I know
It's pretty lights and all aglow
Yet when curtain falls at end of show
I'll be the same, it's true you know
I need no aspirations
I need no hopes it seems
All I need is a glass of him
To keep me from the dreams
When I am woke without him
The tears of mine run dry
I lose all thought and feeling
until with red rain falling
I find my head is clearing...
I found a friend in Hell today
What he promised was a lie
The only thing that stops my pain
leaves proof upon my thigh
I've started making lists again
And writing on my wrist
To remind me of the times I've had
My head has felt his fist
I tell him that I'm leaving
But he knows I'm just decieving
He'll be my friend again.....
Reviewing the guidlines for giving compliments, it says to be honest and give more than just compliments. I'm going to try, although I hope I don't hurt your feelings. I suggust you go back ans take a look at this poem again, providing that you're sober now. I think it has some potential, as a way to fuel your feelings. But looking back on it, I know you will find the typing errors that you missed inthe original typing of this poem.
What is this poem to me? It is a statement of what you would like to move beyond. The lines in the last stanza, "I tell him that I'm leaving/ But he knows I'm just decieving/ He'll be my friend again....." make me really sad because I know that if you really want to you CAN move beyond it. You can do whatever you put your mind to.
Submission Name: I found a friend in Hell today...
