Dear Mr. Demolition Man, Please rip this gun from my hand. Please help me anyway you can. Help me figure out who I am. Help from being eturnally damned.
Oh dear Mr. Demolition Man, Why cant I be who I am? Be what I can? This pain is making me clench my hands. Makes mw wonder where I am.
Mr. Demolition Man, As you rip this gun from my hand, make me feel what I can. Help me find who I am. Just rip this gun from my hand, rip this gun from my hand.
**please note this isnt a note about me wanting to kill myself**
2006-07-30 04:00:03 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous in Family & Relationships ➔ Friends
It's good. You paint a good picture of angst and helplessness. It's edgy and makes the reader feel uneasy, which I'm assuming is what you're going for. I especially like the questions "Oh dear Mr. Demolition Man, Why cant I be who I am? Be what I can?"
We've all asked that at one time or another.
Well done!
2006-08-06 04:33:45 · answer #1 · answered by nightevisions 7 · 2⤊ 0⤋
OK i am glad it wasn't about suicide, other wise the poem is good.
2006-07-30 04:05:11 · answer #2 · answered by jdhmusic3029 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋