C.c.t. (Critically, Chronically, Terminally… I’m Yours)

TommyP on Sep 16, 2010

Tags: addiction, critical, crown, death, drugs, earth, flesh, Frown, heaven, Hell, king, Life, love, sickness, terminal, torture

A song I wrote in 2000 while in a band going nowhere.

Take me to the highest heights
Drop me back to rocky Earth
All of Heaven’s sweet delights
Worst of Hell’s torture endured

You have me wholly; I am not my own
Lost and empty without you there
Feel like death; flesh ripped from bone
You’ve caged my spirit, my life laid bare

Keep trusting in you only to be let down
I’m no longer king now you hold the crown
My face gaunt and sullen locked in a frown
Once you bouyed me now watching me drown

For good or ill with or against my will
I’m your’s
It’s MY sickness of this I’m sure
Critically, chronically, terminally; I’m your’s.

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Ethics0006 on Sep 16, 2010
Nice Work
LoveDoctor on Sep 17, 2010
Very nice poetry.
drelayaraja on Sep 17, 2010
Nice share.
Jimmy Shilaho on Sep 17, 2010
This seems to be your best just yet.
Jimmy Shilaho on Sep 17, 2010
A great song Tommy.
LCM Linda on Sep 17, 2010
Pity that “I’m your’s” did not lead to “You’re mine”. Nice share.
ShadowPsychos on Sep 19, 2010
awesome..i’m loving this too…
“You have me wholly; I am not my own” – class line
Ima Vee on Sep 21, 2010
Woooh…. the first stanza is totally amazing… great job…
TommyP on Sep 22, 2010
Thanks all of you!
Glass Half Full Gal on Oct 13, 2010
Really great, and I love the title!

C.c.t. (Critically, Chronically, Terminally… I’m Yours)

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