The Aneurism
Foreign creature in my head
Won’t leave until I am dead
Tangled deep within
Creating a chaotic din
Blasting color, sparking pain
Melting away my brain
Alien emotions pouring out
Angry words grow roots and sprout
This person is not me
This person making them flee
Leaving me alone with my impending doom
Over my head the knowledge looms
Soon to burst…but when?
And the fear strikes yet again
How could you pass this on to me, why?
Mother, because of you I am going to die
aneurism
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
