Set Your Sights

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A short poem about self harm, anger, and blame. feedback is appreciated, thank you

I blame you for my suicide
you held the knife and I held your sides
now all we needs some blood
I hope you brought your gun

when I wake up, I start faking my way through smiles
maybe I'll get some sleep when I give up on life
but for now
I'll keep setting my sights on night

wheres your lungs and cyanide
I've got one eye and both are blind
where's my life
where's my life 

when I wake up, I start faking my way through smiles
maybe I'll get some sleep when I give up on life
but for now
I'll keep setting my sights on night

when I wake up, I start faking my way through smiles
maybe I'll get some sleep when I give up on life
but for now
I'll keep setting my sights on night


Submitted: January 31, 2009

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Altogether a decent poem. I find the unconventional structure most appealing. The repetition of that elongated stanza works very well to award the piece a strange, dislocated kind of unity. Your hard, ice cold tone is also a lovely feature. Good work.

Tue, October 6th, 2009 1:22am

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