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ShotgunBullet to the headInstant heaven
Body redundant jailerSoul escapesfinally free
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This poem was written in my late teens, sadly and with some joy, that was many, many, many, many, many years ago….. I am well adjusted now…. I truely am
depression, mental health, mood
Powerful poem. Must have been an intense time… I feel the same about this and can relate in many ways… I too am relatively well adjusted (whatever that actually means) and have grown up a lot, but this still appeals sometimes…
I think we’ve all been there, thinking about it, or more at one time or another. had my home not burned down a few years back, I’d have my teenage poetry as well. this is pure power. Kristin :)
body redundant jailer
hmm… this line I liked the best. I felt that it held a clear and simultaneously obscure impetus for the untold story behind the narration.
hi- sorry but i didn’t thank you for comment, thank you and i am lot saner…..now..
thanks and by the grace of god go I, I stay well. You might appeicate my piece entittled the Black Dog Whisper
Gosh… this (and you) would be perfect in our new groupLove Bullets.Hope to see you there!Very well done TBall.:)
Wow … this is intense. I think looking back at past work can help us to understand a little more of how we got to where we are at. Hopefully understanding leads to emancipation…. rather than escape via a bullet
thanks for the comments- what has been my greatest fear- mental illness – has also been my passion in my professional life- its difficult sometimes to be the ambo driver and the patient at the same time…
this hits a spot in me thats the most pain i have ever felt…losing dan my eldest last year. i cnat begin to explain the emotions i have been through. we all get low …some of us lower than others…what we need is friends that understand our inner selves…friends that listen…friends that are there for us always. i have reached depths myself …that i am not happy about. i looked for help in the wrong direction …the wrong people…when all along i knew i had to get through for myself and my children. the bullet is the easy way out for us all…for those we leave behind………. its a living hell
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