I can feel the coldness of the steel
As I rub it across my face
So sensuously pressing it against my temple
Then alternately letting it rest against my lips
Partly entering my mouth.
Release is just a hair trigger away.
Just a hair trigger away.
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|Reviewed by (Reader)
This is taking dramatics’ to the extreme; we know you have to see the dentist again, but using a 9 mm for taking your teeth out is not a good idea, use a 7.65mm instead.
They make a far neater job.
Watch out for lead poisoning, it could kill you. and it also makes the coffin heavy to carry as well.
|Reviewed by Sara Coslett
|Sorry everyone, the class I am taking this month is really, really hard and a lot of work. As I do my assignments I keep wondering what the suicide rate is among Accountants as the subject is making me want to shoot myself so I can get out of it. Not seriously though. I should have written this at the end, but I didn't want to take away from the impact of the poem. When I wrote it, it startled me. ~ Sara|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Been there in the battlefield of emotions...know the feeling...and the reality of it!!
Not worth the effort Sara...because I would not like to share Hell with someone tha always hurting others...I think you of all people knows why I am saying this!!
|Reviewed by Gary Gebert
|Very dramatic. A subject most like to metaphor around rather than just plain spell it out.
|Reviewed by jude forese
|powerful suicidal vision of reality ...|
|Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
|Don't do it, I'll bear your children!|