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Saturday, January 05, 2008

Sonnet V

To die a thousand times, a painful death,
To end the lives of misery's foul breath;
Of drugs and failure, crossed paths and strange ways
To strangle, sicken, drown, and pass away.

My life is far from hell, I know it’s true,
But help me die and resurrect the grave
Of sick desires, ambitions that enslave,
The things I wanted, but were took from me.

Of course, my mind is far from typical,
With evil thoughts and plans it is quite full.
I surely shall destroy the world around;
If I’m not stopped I’ll surely slay myself.

The lies with which the world has drugged me with
Are drowning me with poison, strong and swift.


  1. wow, awesomeness. I like this one.

  2. Just a comment on why these beginning ones are so dark, violent, suicidal, and depressing. I was experimenting last year with writing in the style completely opposite to Shakespeare's sonnets (he wrote 154). They almost all deal with love, beauty, goodness, etc. Happy stuff. So I was like, in modern society, life isn't happy all the time. So I wrote modern sonnets. My later ones obviously are less radical and more personal, but these beginning ones are still all right.


A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.

I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

- Emily Dickinson

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