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Author: forgotten-magick
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Tragedy - Reviews: 6 - Published: 11-09-07 - Updated: 11-09-07 - Complete - id:2436256

I am slipping away:

Giving in to this vice

Succumbing to the disease

Which mars perfect skin

Like cloud on a starry sky.

Twitching out of my skin

Like detox from a drug

But the blackness doesn’t seep out

Only what’s left of the light.

I am giving in:

Forsaking the cold fight

For control of that territory

Those tightly defined emotions,

With soft, glimmering silver

And a blaze of ruby, violent red.

I bow out from the act

I desert from the righteous war

I offer up control and retreat

For I

Am slipping away


So, for almost a year, I’ve been able to get by without cutting, but one relapse and now I can’t make myself stop. But fuck it, cause I stopped for my family, for my parents because they couldn’t take it, but if I stop now, I’ll be stopping for me.

Ugh, my laptop should be taken away after about 11 pm. Insomnia and Microsoft Word are a bad combination for me apparently.

Please review.



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