adam swank

Rookie (10 25 83 not dead yet almost / pittsburgh)

Drowning - Poem by adam swank

whats more difficuly saying no or saying i believe
i thni about both
everyday i contimplate though
the only responce comes from my throat
there is nothing left for me to glot
an extreamly large ocea and a very small boat
saveagely i paddle
where can i dropp this anchored roap
my rope is to short though
my dingy is takeing on water yo
a beast has arose
and as it shows
and throws its bose
that punches he throws
are always knock out blows
reaulity slows my eyes close
i thinkg over the crasing ov the waves
it is impossible for that way me to behave
ill will be for an enitrnity in this derigible
my personality now is very much miniscule
enery time i think of you
true emotions i will never feel
so as i sway and i keel
this reaulity is deffinitly not real
i need a definitive answer
for this ovrer takeing cancer
this diseace with no known answer
i am dieing inside as i face her
rememberence is akin to mace here
it burns and leaves my skin seared
theser cuts on my armse
abd these burns on my skin are deffinit not tangable
is so hard being the baby seal
beat to death for someone to feel
something that is not real
a falce sence of prosprtity from a seal
i understand this feeling
the demons isdite revealing
that since i have been stealing
they were controlling
when i was up set the drugs i used for soncoleing
was me with a fim grip holding
your welcome for ruining your schooling
i do everytihing unto you you fool
so as you float in theis sespool
ill throu you a tool
and you han fix that derigibles hole
it will be a spoon
you can fix enerything withthat one tool
you know what you should do
killyouf self to
that would be such a good idea
just try it
theres the gun it wont hurt at all
and then you can be with me
but who are you i dont understand
when everythime you tell me that you will take my hand
i am always led tward quick sand
the beauitful women that fan
always seem to have needles in their hands
i see people high and dieing the jealously sets in
thats not fair
why cant i see clear
i can never seewhat is happing here
not until its too late
another time i tryed to tempt fate
to beabe to reveal my hate
to restore my faith
but i will not lay waste
to this opiate induced haze
i love it every time i am amazed
even just to be set abalze
i can look in the mirror and see my face
even though it is discraceful
and thost tracks are uneraseable
i wake up every sick mornong just to get a taste of it
hopefully these waters will call soon
alone on a bed in my room
3 days with out food
its like an ocean but its not
shoot up rain down they both can kill you in one shot
they both are very quick
to kill you in one shot.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 15, 2006

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