The Words Worlds Poetry P. Zero:Its the First words From NicolletteNikki Enjoy!

To the bottom-spoke to soon that you forgot what you were saying abt the comments-

Hey guys have you read this story? ...No one would ever guess..if so then you shall get this poem that I have written for this lady Ch1ld0fCynt4r and if not then go read it, and leave her a comment, History of this creations I left a comment to the story and I benefited by making a ideal into this poem hope you like this its for Cid the kid haha sorry I mean Cindy hope she likes this and the rest of you just sit back and enjoy the magical of my wraparound words now shush......................................................

_listen to the song while reading makes the reading whole hell lot better and kingdom hearts is awesome_

Title: To the bottom

"He is mine as I am his" .. -she looks away repeating

the words that are lies on her makeup stained face-

"Guess what, loves the bitch who everyone knows is the backstabber."

For those like you, who forget too often, it will happen the backlash of a breakup..

It will be, it is going to be.

Something that will be throw straight back at your face, love,

it will come at full force happening so fast that you're not quick enough

to react to it before its gone and your hurt badly bruising your numbed out thoughts..

She drinks, and stumbles becoming clumsy.

Within ever second passing.

She laughs at her own jokes of this mistaken trip,

and how much was wasted being with...

She's in a daze, walking on a road of the misguided.

Following nothing but,..

Intuition of knowing something that others don't.

Then there before her, is this a cruel prank, a joke.. An illusion?

He is a perfect little angel with the wicked smile of the devil and

hidden among him is a snake of filth

dirtying his white robes.

He holds it close walking forward

he puts it on her like it was her lost necklace..

A trusting smiling formed on his face...walking into the darkness of the unseen..

It slides onto her with ease, entangling itself within her blooded heart..

It grins its devilishly charming grin at her..

While the angel provenience's yet again to the heavens that

He can get away with murder of yet another..

Naive victim..

The venomous snake slowly uproots its head pressing its fangs close coursing its fangs into her neck.

The process of poison passing in blood is already flowing through her innocent veins..

He is her sweet coated candy deadly but irresistible all at once.. and utterly yummy!..

She drinks the drug takes a swing one, to two and the snake tightens its grip..

That great wine holds its empty promise in the fine print.

The spit fire taste is bitter but sweet and that to her is just another reason its plain delicious.

She's going down into the delude, and disillusioned.

Her vision blurs as the snake moves further upward leaving its trail all over her like scars..

Its closing in on its destination her throat a voice is that of a scream yet to be heard..

She loses the light choking back, looking for something in the dark that isn't there..

The Angel of light is not at her shoulders lifting her..

All she's got is her shadow of nothing but a fragile being..

She's going downward spiraling out of control.

The life she had with him is flashing in a busted street light..

No one is gonna catch her before she breaks..

She is gonna make sure she takes the bottle with her to the bottom..

As the shake makes its move crawling forward it consumes itself around her whole body.

Constricting her will to live..long enough to just breathe..

The pitiful scream, cries for help never to escape her drunken lips..

She's dumb drunk, confused with how this situation has come about..

She had the everything anyone could want, love, support and that's just to name a few..

The disability was him...he made her selfish, and stupid..lovestruck..

She struggles as she falls out of the trance of a alcoholic..

That she has been in for too long.

The disease is taking her now, within its grasps..

Her heart beat is slowed to a standstill,

shorten into ragged admits to make a full beat without stopping...

It, her breathe its hollowed as she suffocates and the shake is finishing her off..

As she lays there on the dirt road...

The shake uncoils itself from her..skin..leaving its traditional signature mark..

That's when the angel tear's off his robes of white and trades it in..

For black, smoking a cigarette of nastiness.. walking towards her and his pet..

a trickster of sorts..

mastering their art to a perfection of pure damnation .. punishment..

to those that are weak minded..

He wanders close to her, she is still a little glass eyed and he watches her.

A mere ghost in the wind..

He whispers .."disgustingly hideous.." parting his cruel lips to blow some,

smoke stomping out the burnt up cigarette by her face of terror, and death..

With a wickedness like his that never sleeps..

Leaving this girl a fool..

Unattended that now she can rescue herself from a crime that is..

Commonly enough know worldwide and universal too..

That it's just simply stated the name of a

sweet suicide...

As its calling card with a

hot line number on the back.....

Requesting you dial...

or you know cut the line short and just die...

Well, well did you like it cid I hope you did kid haha. Leave me feedback or the cookie monster named Santa will come to your home and get you. Leave your brain at the door with the thoughts did you have favorite bits or pieces I would love to know I really enjoyed this one so I hope you guys did too and Cindy did you like it too>< bye for now and never later...