when someone or something may be bad for me, and i love it all the better.


admittedly addicted


you're my favorite razor blade
my cyanide-laced iced kool-aid
i've got it made and in the shade
whenever i'm with you

you're my favorite hangman's noose
my hungry lion on the loose
the banquet of a fatted goose
set out just for me

you're my favorite sleeping pill
my steeply slanted dead-man's hill
i feel the shiver of the thrill
always when i'm with you

destruction never felt so good
or suicide, the way it should
the way you wear your reaper's hood
a smile, just for me




Poetry by Commentally Ill
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Written on 2013-04-17 at 12:48

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Makes me want to say "Run!". Explains self-torment so very well in my mind. Knowing it's nothing good but being irresistibly attracted, no matter. Awesome lines in this, I can't pick out any or else I'd be pasting back all of them to you ;)
2013-04-24



From the title to the razor sharp content, excellently written. I'm a bit jealous, C.I. :P
2013-04-17


shells
Enjoyed the razor sharp edge to this, some great phrases; fav. has to be "my steeply slanted dead-man's hill" can almost see the glint of the blade.
2013-04-17



Very well written, applause!
2013-04-17


Chaucer Whethers
A poem about The A.A.
Very well written cautionary tale in poetic form,
you do have an admittedly addictive pen friend.
2013-04-17