sutton

Feb 28, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

dye

DYE

HERE ALONE I SIT, ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD

THREE MILES AND TWO LEFT TURNS

FROM WHERE I DON'T KNOW

I'M THINKING ABOUT US

WONDERING WHERE YOU COULD BE

WONDERING WHY THE FUCK YOU

AIN'T SITTING HERE NEXT TO ME

GONE AWAY AT LEAST TELL ME WHY

GRAY CLOUDS HAVE FILLED MY BLUE SKY

AND I CAN'T LOOK MY SELF IN THE EYE

TELL ME WHY I JUST WANT TO

DiE

OH HOW I REMEMBER

THE WAY THINGS USED TO BE

HOW WE WERE WIRED AND ON FIRE

HOW YOU CAME TO ME

WHY CAN'T YOU REMEMBER

CAUSE MY THOUGHTS WON'T LEAVE ME

EVERY TIME I TRY SOMETHING NEW

YOUR ALL I SEE

GONE AWAY AT LEAST TELL ME WHY

GRAY CLOUDS HAVE FILLED MY BLUE SKY

AND I CAN'T LOOK MY SELF IN THE EYE

TELL ME WHY I JUST WANT TO

DiE

DYE MY HANDS AND DYE MY CLOTHS

DYE MY HAERT AND DYE MY SOLE

DYE A PIECE OF PAPER AND WRITE DOWN THIS POEM

TO DYE ALL THE WORDS TO BRING YOU HOME

GONE AWAY ALEAST TELL ME WHY
I JUST WANT TO DiE.

— sutton, Feb 28, 2010

About the Author

Country/Region: Ontario

Favorite Poets: every poet is my favorite poet

Critiques

raskin

16 years 3 months ago

A down moment of

A down moment of longing. Good you road it out. raskin

magics02

16 years 3 months ago

Yes indeed you got those emotions out on paper and made it a poem, I love the dye part, it is different. I wonder now did she ever get to read your word here. Nice to meet you also and welcome to Neopoet!! Look forward to seeing you around my new friend here. Welcome!! Magics02 "Determination Brings Success"

sutton

16 years 3 months ago

THANK YOU

THANK YOU AND CAN'T WAIT TO PUT MORE POEMS ON THE SITE. I FEEL LIKE I'M ALREADY ADDICTED..LOL.

judyanne

16 years 3 months ago

Nice to meet you. great

Nice to meet you. great poem, I like the play on 'die'and 'dye'. Yes, this site is addictive, I get so little else done, and work is lucky I turn up these days. Judy

seabhac

16 years 3 months ago

Hi there and welcome

Like the feel of this . The repetation almost seemed like a chorus, being curious and spending a lot of time dying ...what colour did you see the dye as when you wrote it. I somehow see indigo blue bleeding from denim with your tears...over active imagination I guess. Best Wishes Seabhac

sutton

16 years 3 months ago

RED

THE COLOUR I WAS THINKING OF WAS RED... RED WITH MY OWN BLOOD. SHOOTING MY SELF IN THE HEAD WOULD HAVE MADE MY HAND MY CLOTHS MY HEART MY SOAL PAPER AND WORDS ALL RED.... TO BING YOU HOME...FOR MY FUNERAL... THAT WAS LUST ME WRITING I'M NOT WANTING TO KILL MY SEF OR NOTHING LIKE THAT.. JUST A WAY TO RELEASE.... THANKS EVERYONE FOR YOUR KIND WORDS, IT'S KIND OF LIKE A FAMILY HERE, PROUD TO BA A PART OF IT. SUTTON.

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Sutton

I dont think i have read you before but welcome you to the fold ... wonderful poem only thing I would suggest ?? in the internet world CAPS ARE USED FOR YELLLINGGGG lol so drop the caps its kinder on the eyes as well ... will look forward to more from you and if you tidy this one up I shall give you this other star I am juggling *smile* Kind regards Jayne-Chloe

sutton

16 years 3 months ago

CAPS

thanks i will remember that, this is my first time even writing on a computer other then face book, so i respect any comments or suggestions.

weirdelf

16 years 2 months ago

Seren is right

Drop the caps, they limit your poetry. They are a device, not a form, unless you are an angry adolescent who wants to scream at eveyone. But you are better than that, Cheers, Jess, “The political arena leaves one no alternative, one must either be a dunce or a rogue.” Emma Goldman

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