well its just you and me
a bottle full of liquor,
one shot after another
as i begin to feel drunk even quicker,
suicide thoughts begin to run,
as i light up my cigarette
and load up my gun,
sad thoughts are runnin thru my mind,
i must search for answers and find,
should i go or should i stay,
and as my tears fall from my eyes
i begin to pray,
god have mercy on my soul,
god i beg for you to take control,
im rich but i feel poor,
this cant be life theres gotta be more,
i need to know whats on the other side of the door,
im on my knees
im beggin on the floor,
god didnt respond,
a few seconds later there was a loud sound,
the next day a body with a bible was found..
written sometime in 2008.
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia
a very touching and heartfelt poem. almost anyone can relate to this poem, going back to a time where they felt dead inside bringing it to the outside by engaging in risky behaviors.on the other side of the spectrum this poem represents the theory that there is a light at the end of the tunnel when there is someone who is there to save you.
very good. those of us that can relate thank you for your poem and your boldness of putting it on the internet. thank you
I like it. sounds great in my mind and paints a dark tell, thanks 10
Dark. I like a dark poem. The emotions through your head at the time must have been extreme. Keep that in mind when you write more. Love it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that was sad..i guess the alcohol brought that end...but being a drinker and smoker myself i have never come to such decisions in their company...even rich people face aproblem..ther is a unfulfiled space whichif not driven by us will be driven by fear..10