O.D. Poem by Poison 9901

Running wide open, fanning the pages,
Stuck here alone in my minds mental cages.
Fist clenched in anger,
A constant threat of danger.
Lost and confused,
Battered and bruised,
Locked away in this place,
Cant escape this space.
Searching for answers.
Cheap wine and dancers.
Feeling confused,
Nothing more to lose.
Calling you out,
I scream and shout,
Ease this pain,
Running rampant thru my vein.
A really bad choice,
I no longer hear your voice.
I found my salvation,
Oh the sweet salutation.
Released at last, from inside my head.
As the coroner officially declares me dead.