There's a demon on my shoulder
Ain't no angels here tonight
And he's pointing to the pistol
Saying, "This will make it right.
Just wrap your hand around the grip
And place your finger on the trigger.
Put your memories behind ya, boy.
Your problems just get bigger.
Why you want to live this life?
I see its wearing on you mentally.
You give it all you got, but still
You just ain't got the shit you need.
To make it here you have to be
A soldier for the wickedness.
Kindness only weakens you.
Just take a look at what it did.
You say you'll help and there you go
Same old shit, the same routine.
Stomach full of knots and bile and
Words full of a childish dream.
Release that pain, that load you bear
And give in to the undertow.
Nevermind who's left behind
Just let me take your soul below.
The gun is loaded, hammer cocked,
The bullets in the chamber.
The only thing you need to do is put it
In you man, no brainer!
See what I did, I slipped it in!
A joke before you pass the buck.
Laugh it up cuz when your done
Ain't no one gonna give a fuck!
Look around! See what I see?
Ain't noone here who can relate.
No one to call, no one to blame,
And that graveside visit's kinda late.
So, tell me again what is this worth,
This so called life in which you live?
Takers coming at you
All directions and you simply give?!
Give em this and give em that,
"Oh you're hurting, let me help!"
Only movies have a hero!
You ain't one, you just a whelp!
Son of a bitch, that's what you are!
A loser with no common sense.
How many times you take this ride?
Around and round we go again.
So do us both a favor,
Don't make me make another visit.
This is the time to end this game
Just do it fast mid....
Sentence." Hahahaha....
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Author:
M. Mohon (
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Published:
July 10th, 2017 21:42
- Comment from author about the poem: This is something I put together after making a stupid decision with no chance of fixing it.
- Category: Sad
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Comments4
Dude you let the demon win out in the end! That is sad indeed. Why so many people write about suicide is beyond me. There is so much to live for even after the big fall that, sooner or later, we all go through. I am anti suicide poems my friend and so I won't attempt to glamorize this poem. Write another where you kick the living crap out every single last one of those demons and I'll be right their painting your flow, your rhythm, your diction, with the highest of accolades. And check out NAMI if you're really hurting my friend. At least you ended the poem in truth - the devil laughing all the way to hell with the soul he stole.
Honestly, was sitting and just got an urge to write. Don't do it much anymore, and this is just what came out of a fifteen minute session. I guess its a coping mechanism to express it in words rather than keep it in for me. Thought this might be a place not to get judged too harshly for it. Social media leads to people worrying over nothing. Thank you for the comment, I appreciate all criticism that is constructive. Probably be posting more in the future, but my work just doesn't follow the happy side. Will try though. Thanks again.
Welcome to this site Tsukasa!
While your poem might be a little bit (or a lot) on the dark side, your writing is definitely on the bright side. Keep it up and publish some more. Can't wait to read it.
Sorry no safe spaces or trigger warnings here T. There will be suck-ups and sycophants galore who will tell you what you want to hear, no-doubt all the while watching their own point count rise. The world is like that today. But you won't find a lone one of them consoling your mother, father, brothers, sisters, friends, teachers when your good and dead for taking your own life bro. I gave my life to Christ and he gives me all the help I need. I live to tell others that they can do the same.
i love it.
yes its dark but its deep
you can feel the pain the struggle and tiredness. you almost wanna jump in and yell dont do it! i loved it it gives a sense of what you think about when you are at the end of your rope and ready to fall.
Thank you for the feedback. I'm glad to know the imagery wasn't lost. I agree it is very dark, but admit that this is one of my personal favorites.
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