Here and now
Right here and now.
All I want to dod is cry!
Here and now I want to die
Here and now I swallow the pills.
Drowned with the vodka.
Soon right here and now.
I will be dead by morning.
Cold and stiff In my bed.
Atleast I can be at peace.
No more of lifes troubles to face.
For the pain I felt I just couldnt brace.
Right here and now.
I am dying.
I took the plunge.
I did what I thought was best.
I swallowed the pills.
Drowned with vodka.
Please dont save me
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Pain Pills
I took too many pain pills
To see what it would do
I took too many pain pills
Now i'm thinking about you
I took too many pain pills
My body's shutting down
I took too many pain pills
I'm lying on the ground
I took too many pain pills
I'm wishing you were here
I took too many pain pills
My death is drawing near
I took too many pain pills
It's messing with my head
I took too many pain pills......
And I think i'm finnaly dead....
poem by Jessi lucas
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Pills for Pain. Blood for hurt
How much can a person endure
Before realising pills make the pain stop
They numb all feeling and leave you cold
Cold and dead inside
Pills for pain blood for hurt
It trickles slowly out
The harder you push the faster the hurt escapes
How can a person hurt themselves
When all they do is hurt
When you hurt emotionally physically is easier
Pills for pain blood for hurt
To be nobody to no one
To be unloved and unknown
I am know by the pills
They know me
They make me a someone
Pills for pain blood for hurt
To have a heart broken
Shattered and screaming for less hurt
To feel so much love and the next day non
Pills for pain blood for hurt
Love leads to pain
Caring leads to hurt
Pills for pain
Blood for hurt
Nobody to save me
poem by Maxine Isherwood
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One final letter
This my final letter.
A letter of the end.
A letter that says goodbye.
A letter with answers.
Im sorry, relly i am.
Dont be mad or sad.
I couldnt cope with it.
Couldnt live life.
I had to get off the bumpy ride.
My life was over long ago.
Abused attacked used and raped.
Evil laughter all around me.
A sound that never goes.
Theres your answer
If you really care.
Let me go now
dont cry for me
Dont grieve for long
in the wake of my suicide.
Im so so so sorry
but this is the final goodbye.
I couldnt leave without an explination
I had to give you the reasons why.
Now the razors deep in my arm.
The pills are swallowed deep in side.
The blood is pouring from me.
Now im dead and cold
Stiff and limb.
I had to go
I just had to go
I didnt want to go
What else was I to do?
My very last
And final goodbye
Im gone now
No longer a lifes burden.
Please dont cry for long
Im gone
Im gone
GONE
Its the final good bye
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Overdose
As I overdose these pills,
Watch me die,
Bring me back to life if you can,
Pump these pills out of me,
Save me,
Can you save yourself,
Overdo on things,
Watch me as I overdose,
Watch as these doctors pump these pills out of me,
Go up on the hill,
Go scream your heart out,
I might hear you but I might be dead,
Poison leading through my body,
As I lay dying on floor,
Overdose these pills,
As I sleep,
Sleeping forever,
For know one knows what had happen to me,
The story of my life will end soon,
As soon as I overdose these pills,
Remember me when I am done,
Just one memory of me,
As I overdose on these pills that will end my life,
Thinking why should I end my life or how I should I get it,
I guess it natural for me to think these thoughts,
But someday soon I will overdose.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Faith Outlawed Political Oppression
enduring political oppression
without resurrection fibre faith
this then was thorny problem
splinter within pastoral Russian
psyche splinter within rustic mind
an issue not with vodka drunk blind
but appeasement flooded loss of faith
drowned as testament escapism time
that was the point under Communism
during war devastating invasion Nazism
vodka seemed to be fluid Russian soul
without faith cry liquid vodka tears
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Too Mourn The Dead!
i too mourn the dead...
the victims of bullets,
preordained by message.
the blown and splintered bodies,
strewn in nameless disarray.
the guilt pills of generals,
swallowed with patriotic vodka.
but too the carcass of the dog,
blindsided by the truck.
and the small bird beneath the tree,
whose wings froze and failed.
the stray cow that fell,
and couldnt get up.
the tree cut and felled,
to widen the road.
the mountain blown asunder,
to make way for progress.
the thousands of fishes,
choking to death on oil.
the river stopped and stagnant,
filled with raw sewage....
the young boy's body hanging,
at the edge of bullied taunts.
the girl on the corner,
selling her body for a rock
the businessman dying,
with every numb decision.
the body of the old woman,
barely breathing in a bare room.
the child sick and shaking,
dying of hunger...
the baby in the dumpster,
nothing else needs said...
and the apathetic faceless mouths,
devouring the poor....
i too mourn the dead, and the dying...
and see their faces,
in the palm of my hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Conversations Angels And Demons (Part Four)
standing in the middle of a parking
lot, talking to an old man...
he said: 'i've never seen it
this bad... everybody on edge,
struggling, scared...
nobody knows what's going to
happen...
and hell, half of everybody you
meet, or more, taking them damn
pills...'
'yea, they come in here all the
time, middle of the day, whacked out...'
'pills and poverty go together... you
cant make it, cant stand the pressure,
they prescribe you the pills.'
'i think the medical profession got it
started, and it's mushroomed... into
some kind of evil disease.'
'i know a man, worked with him for twenty
years... him and his wife used to come over
and eat with us, play cards... they were
like family.
him and her got to having problems, he started
beating her... found out he was on the pills.'
'what happened to them? '
'well, he lost his job. they lost the house,
pretty much all they had. she left him. he tried
to kill her, but the law stopped him.
i tried to talk to him the other day. he told
me 'he couldnt live without her'...
i told him, 'no, he couldnt live without the
pills'...
tried to talk him into getting some help...
but he wouldnt listen...'
'yea, it's tough. you cant help somebody
that wont admit they need help... the woman
all right? '
'she's working, trying to start over... it's
hard for her...'
i shook his hand, and walked away. pills...
another weapon of ignorance!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Pain In Mind
The pain in her mind
Swallowed her thoughts
Drowned her heart in sorrow.
The darkness was her home
Where she went ti hide
From herself,
From the world.
It was her hiding place
Her place for serenity,
Where she found her only peace
Her only tranquility.
The pain was all she had,
In the world,
Where she was the only one
She was alone.
Her thoughts kept her alert
In her darkness
She knew she was alone,
Yet her past was still there to haunt her.
The she saw,
The life she watched leave,
The past was all there,
Her memories poisened.
The past would never leave her mind
It would never let her sleep in peace
It would always be there,
To remenid her of the pain.
The pain in her mind
swallowed her thoughts
Drowned her heart in sorrow,
It consumed her sould.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Faith In Vodka Tears
'those vodka weeping
Russians
those vodka weeping
Russians
crying vodka tears'
lost loss of faith
loss of faith in communism
lost loss of faith
loss of faith in orthodox religion
lost loss of faith
loss of faith in devastated souls
will Russian soul thaw regenerate?
socialist history of faith
under Lenin Stalin Communism
under suppressed orthodox religion
devastated souls did not regenerate...
vodka soothed Russian soul
crying vodka tears
defensive history of faith
under aggressive invasion bestial Nazism
vodka seemed to fire the Russian soul
crying vodka tears
without faith they cry vodka tears
with faith they cry vodka tears
poem by Terence George Craddock
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21st Century Meltdown
We're laughing in the face of fear again
We close our eyes and watch it disappear
Stepping on the stones as we sink in
We jump into the fires of hopelessness, forever
Cause it's falling again, catch me
We've swallowed the pills and the pain
It's falling again, but no one sees
It's a 21st century meltdown
Submitted to the fears of loneliness
Degenerate and jumping off the edge
We build our homes, but live inside our heads
Hoping that the dreams will keep us sane, forever
Cause it's falling again, catch me
We've swallowed the pills and the pain
It's falling again, but no one sees
It's a 21st century meltdown
It's a 21st century meltdown
song performed by by Feeder
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Crying Vodka Tears
those vodka weeping
Russians
those vodka weeping
Russians
crying vodka tears
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tick tock
Time is ticking by.
Tick tock tick tock.
Like a clock.
Time is rushing on by.
Tick tock death is near.
Don't play it by ear.
Tick tock my life is nearly done.
Ticktock my life has almost gone.
Life is not always fun.
Razor to wrists.
Knife to throat.
Vodka and pills swallowed.
Life has beaten me.
It had won in the end
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Vicodin
Pills, Pills, Pills
Pills I do adore
Pills, Pills, Pills
Yes, that's right-
Give me more!
'Look at her!
She's such a fien'd! '
'No, I'm not! '
-I try to scream
But, I know the truth
And, so do they
I'v got no chance
In them believing what I say
I'm addicted now
Completely hooked
It's not only my life
But, my sanity they took
All of my pain
All of my frustration
My pills took away
My fantasies of self mutilation
They make feel great
They make me complete
My neurosis they erase
My paranoia they delete
So I eat them for breakfast
For lunch, and for dinner
And, I no longer care whether
I'm a loser or a winner
I eat them all day
Shovel in one right after another
As I try to erase the pained faces
Of my Father and my Mother
And, it's like everybody watches
Yes, they just sit and they listen
As my eyes are tear streaked
So shiny they glisten
It is my pills that I love
It is my pills that I need
It is my pills that I live off of-
Live off of and feed
They make me feel happy
When I'm feeling sad
They make me feel good
When I'm feeling bad
They stop all the thoughts
They seem to flood through my brain
And, they make me feel normal
Even though we all know I'm not sane
Yummy.
I ate them again.
You know its funny?
They have become my only friend
All of this I explain
I scream and I shout
I just want my pills!
I don't care what anything else is about!
You can't have my pills
Give me them back
Give me ten more
Hell-give me a stack!
'Cause I'll die on these things
And, I'll do it in vain!
Because they feel so fu*kin' good
Painkillers really do kill all the pain.
© Copyright 2003 Nicole Settimi/Dark Lyric Poetry
Dark Lyric Poetry by The Dark Artist Nicole Settimi
poem by Nicole Settimi
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Dont try and save me let me go
Dont try and save me
If you find me
Before I have died
Let my blood pour out
Let the pills
Intoxinate my body
Let them do their work.
When you find me
And Im staring death in the face
Let me go let me die.
Dont try and save me
Please just let me go
I dont wish to stay
I dont wish to live
Please let me go
Dont try and save me
Its pointless
I will end things
In the end
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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I'm not against vodka - they just asked us. They put out some story about us entertaining international celebrities with vodka, which of course wasn't true.
The Deportees Club
The demo of deportee has essentially the same lyrics as this earlier version of the song
In the arrivederci roma nightclub, bar and grill
Standing in the fibreglass ruins watching time stand still
All your troubles you confess
To another faceless backless dress
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so
Deportee
Tatty beauty talking in riddles
Rome burns down everybodys on the fiddle
Two thousand dollars for wife and some class
A thousand years drowned in a chaser glass
How I wish that she was mine
I could have been a king in six eight time
Schnapps chianti porter and ouzo
Pernod vodka sambuca I love you so
Deportee
Its a brittle charm but shes had enough
Still she wrote her number on his paper cuff
You dont know where to start or where to stop
All this pillow talk is nothing more than talking shop
When I came here tonight my pockets were overflowing
They took my return ticket without me even knowing
I pray to the saints and all the martyrs
For the secret life of frank sinatra
But none of these things have come to pass
In america the law is a piece of ass
Im a deportee
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Here final hour is nearly here
You may not know it yet.
But intime you will.
Your duaghters final hour is almost here.
She is going to take her life tonight.
Shes swallowed the pills.
But if you know
If you know what shes about to do.
Hurry go find her you may save her.
The pills can be got out her system.
But once shes jumped off that bridge it'll be to late.
Shes Left you a note.
Do something please do something.
If you dont you may live to regret it.
Shes screaming for your help.
Well now shes done it.
Her final hour has come and gone.
No one could save her.
They didnt protect her from herself.
Time after time she said it would come to this.
But no one would listen.
|Eccept her beloved mum.
Her mum gets the knock on the door the next day.
Im so sorry we have bad news.
The mother says its not my Amy shes in bed.
She runs up the stairs her duaghtes bed is empty.
She lets out a deadly scream.
Off she goes to identofy the body.
Hoping its all a mistake.
But when she sees its her duaghter.
All she can do is breakdown.
It was her duaghter and shes gone.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Deserted Cities Of The Heart
By jack bruce and pete brown
Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch your dancing eye.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.
The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The storys told the dark has won.
Once we set sail to catch a star.
We had to fail, it was too far.
Chorus
I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, my friend, loves end has come.
It couldnt last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.
Chorus
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.
On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
On this dark street its cold inside.
Theres no retreat from time thats died.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Deserted Cities Of The Heart
By jack bruce and pete brown
Upon this street where time has died.
The golden treat you never tried.
In times of old, in days gone by.
If I could catch your dancing eye.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.
The street is cold, its trees are gone.
The storys told the dark has won.
Once we set sail to catch a star.
We had to fail, it was too far.
Chorus
I felt the wind shout like a drum.
You said, my friend, loves end has come.
It couldnt last, had to stop.
You drained it all to the last drop.
Chorus
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.
On this dark street the sun is black.
The winter life is coming back.
On this dark street its cold inside.
Theres no retreat from time thats died.
It was on the way,
On the road to dreams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love streams, yeah.
Now my hearts drowned in no love.
song performed by by Cream
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Tonight's The Night
Tonight’s the night,
I said in my head,
I don’t care anymore,
I wish I was dead.
Tonight’s the night,
I thought deep inside,
I haven’t the energy,
To keep trying to hide.
Tonight’s the night,
I said out loud,
So I took the pills;
Not feeling proud.
Tonight’s the night,
I thought for sure,
This pain won’t end,
There is no cure.
Tonight’s the night,
Or so I thought,
I hadn’t taken enough pills;
I was soon taught.
Tonight’s not the night,
I thought as I was sick,
I’ve achieved nothing,
I feel like a prick.
Tonight’s not the night,
I told my friend,
I can’t stand this nightmare,
Will it ever end?
Tonight’s not the night,
My friend said to me,
He’s over the moon,
But I just want to be free.
poem by Gemma Nolan
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