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I'll make the right decision
To pack up and leave
Not turning back
A new path to cleave

Turning around a life
Is much harder than it seems
It's hard enough to find a place
To lay your head to dream

A broken heart
Has no quick fix
Nothing ever more
Ever just clicks

Life goes down
Down for the count
Lying on the streets
To sick to shout

Am I dreaming
Or am I alive?
How could life
Take such a sky dive?

On your back
Drawing your final breath
Eyes roll back
Welcome your death

Last sight you see
Is a bright light
Your guardian angel
Leaves and takes flight

On your final hour
Nothing left that day
Its the saddest thing
When angels fly away
Run through the door
Search through the drawer

Nothing is ever all right

Fill the syringe
Inject it and cringe

The needle just sits there and burns

Scratching and kicking
Crawling and screaming

This is what you wanted

Kicked in the door
Seeing you on the floor

Syringe still lying on the bed

"Call up the medics!"
You yell "its...."

The words are all lost on your toungue

Lie on your back
Light fades to black

Blood drips out of your mouth

Too much you've used
Used and abused

This is all that is left

Draw your last breath
Reaching your death

Remember this is what you wanted?
©Bruno Joseph Orsi        July 17, 2010
This Man works hard
Everyday in his life
Comes home to nothin
But a displeased wife

Turns about face
Walks out the door
Walks with a
Bottle of whisky by the shore

The waves are crashing in
A few feet away,
The tide pulls back
And replays

His whole life
Has gone downhill
Doctors results are in
Gotta write a will

Sign everything away
To a total stranger
Cause no one in his life
Can take the danger

For the first time
In a few long years
He, drops his head
And sheds his tears

All the peace
Has gone away
Along with every ounce of trust
Lost day by day

He can't take
This life no more
Practically sold his soul
To his store

In the distance
The church bells ring,
Why won't god
Give this man his wings?
Check my pulse
I'm not sure if I'm alive
Cause waking up this way
It seems like I died

I'm all alone
Lying in this place
These four walls surround me
I can't see another face

Not sure if this is heaven
Can't tell if it's hell
For theres no one around
Who can tell

I found what I needed
A place for my head
Aside the ****** roses
Laying on my death bed

Because in the end
You try so hard
But you can only manage
To get so far

When you've hit bottom
And you've broken your legs
Just try to stand back up
Your next place the bodybags

No matter how life plays out,
We all end up the same
Just another body
Laying there lame

It's now how you go out, it's what you do in life that gets you
remembered
Take this deal,
Sign it with red,
Use one of these drops
In which I have bled

I'm tired of everything
Now do you see
What all this ****
Is doing to me?

My sanity is slipping
Slowly losing it's hold
Like in a poker game,
I'm sure it will fold

I'm on the verge
Of losing everything I had
All because I ****** up
Did something bad

I'm sorry I'm not
The perfect child
But could you please understand
That I will never be for a while?

Perfection is a goal
Something you desire
But like a normal man
We all stand too close to the fire

Dreaming of something
That we can never gain
Throughout this journey
There's nothing but pain

The truth comes out
Nobodys perfect
So in the end of it all,
Is the pain really worth it?

— The End —