six ways to kill yourself using common household items
by Andrew S Adams
this is my room-
a deathtrap in waiting.
just add, mix and combine
this with a dangerous mind.
the scratches tell of times we met
our blood-raining saviors
the safteyblade shaver
as close to the death as we would sometimes get.
sighted is a trusty
rusted open pocketknife.
painful and bloodthirsty.
such a way to end a life.
and then, beyond the cuts
the visible scars
the battle of the toxic 'do not ingest'
in the course of inner struggles and wars.
plastic sillouhettes of garbage bags
adorn the ceiling of my upside down world
and wrap around my head.
the death and life becomes a blur.
battery acid burns are pretty
toxic, painful beauty.
but the bite and burn and pain
makes that death so much more sweet.
not to mention my wallpaper.
old time toys and dolls
the day would say they stay in place
but at night, they move around and crawl
the murderous look in their eyes
does not to death but satisfy.
you dont believe me, but my room can be deadly.
Author's Note: much better than the original version...
Posted on 02/06/2003
Copyright © 2016 Andrew S Adams
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Deanna M Gritsonis on 02/10/03 at 05:30 PM|
My mother use to tell me something like that when I never cleaned it... well done.
|Posted by Kate Donovan on 03/09/03 at 10:12 PM|
i wish i had the courage to write about these things the way you do. maybe one day i'll come face to face with it. till then, i'll let you speak for me and the rest of us who are still silent.
|Posted by Shayla R Cakes on 03/31/03 at 06:14 PM|
Hm...I should spend a day in your room.
|Posted by Rommel Cruz on 05/04/03 at 10:21 AM|
I tend to select poems to read based on their titles (that's the first that catches one's attention anyway)... Even the simplest and most "innocent" looking can be very dead. I don't think I've read anything like this as far as originality is concerned.