Like Soldiers
Fighting a battle
They sit in rows
On the kitchen
Counter.

Teen.
Bi Polar.
Glorified ******.
Call me what you will
But do not take away
These bottles
Proscribed
To take away
My pain.

Dad says there's
Nothing wrong-
That my soldiers
Fight against me,
What does he know
Of the suffering
In my head
On my heart
In me?

Let me sit
And die
In the shade of
My soldiers
Let them fight off the pain
One last time
And let them shoot me,
Gently,
In the head.

Pills
Like dreams
-Doctor's Orders-
Block out the world
Muffle the sounds
Hide me
**** me
Free me
From this dream
Called life
That I
Cannot
Escape.

Could it be?
Did you see?
That tear,
Fresh fear
Behind my eyes.

Do you know?
Does it show?
The pain
A game
Is what I am,

To you.

Blind to the Pictures
Flashing like sirens
Can you see them?
In my head.
A kiss
A hug
Breath like fog
Drunk on your smell
High on your touch
Hands like sin-
Always in the places
We fear
The most

Love
A curse designed
To tear you
Piece by broken
Piece
Into a hell
Far worse than
What the devil
has to give.
Drug me up
Let
Me fall into
An antidepressant
Dream
Tossing in my bed
Of stolen thoughts
Ups and downs
Reds and blues
Mes and yous.
I'm lost,
Dead
To this world
Who let me fall-
Withered
Like a plucked flower
To the floor.

Give me something tender,
Give me something sweet.
Give me something just for
Me, that no one else can see.

Give me a kiss so gental,
Yet rough with youthful love.
Give me something beautiful,
That's sent from God above.

Give me all your fiery hate,
Give me all your care.
I want to be with you forever,
So baby, take me there.