Mixed Mind
Sweating rivers as it pours down my face, frantic, nervous, alone I wait..
Waiting for what...What is not worth waiting for, it's already too late
Promises, promises to death do us part, my rapid beating heart
Paralyzed in this corner, eyes wide shut, as I continue to fall apart
Blood I taste my swollen bitten tongue, clenched teeth in me I scream
Without the sound screams stick in my throat, oh no tearing at the seams
Why me, why me I didn't do anything, But I am chosen the selected one
Misunderstood the question son, it's not fair I swear I'm over it's done
Crying mixed in salt sweaty tears...and fears...I'll never escape from here
I will die by the hand that's what is said by all of the voices in my ear
It's coming they're coming as my chin hits the floor I can't take no more
Is that creaking from the floor, suddenly catapulted up and through a door
Ahhhh safety, white room, padded walls, and my favorite stainless steel bed
Paranoid scizofrenic, visions of the dead, and all of their voices stuck in my head
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2022
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