i'm writing this high

clearly

he tore it away.

 

 

he ran through the rain naked

and cold

and shivering

 

and shouted to the terrible empty moon

 

 

he was ripped from love

from hate

from power

only lust and dust remained

 

his body hard and scarred

 

around his neck

his chain. the painful reminders.

 

now his skin leather.

he finally was a man outisde the time.

Reviews

Um, disregarding the review below, ahahaha, this is a good poem.

"he finally was a man outisde the time" Just a little spelling error, it should be "outside". Sorry, I'm a spelling and grammar freak.

I didn't find this confusing, seems to be about a werewolf making the change.
You wrote this when you were high? Hm. You ought to see the poems I've written when I was high. quite a difference.

[emmajoy]

Like a nightmare turned dream turned nightmare .. yes, like the reviewer below, wondering if this is werewolf thought .. or the real man coming out of the unreal one .. the bad from good .. depending on how you see good and bad ..

yes, you're a powerful writer with a different train of thought from many ..

[odhiambo]

its like bits and pieces.intresting.i feel like i need to read it again and again to grasp the real message

[Jane Doe]

kinda confussing to me but what do i know most people only tink of me as a 5th grader duhh she wouldn't know much she is a no boddy
a somebody compared to them i think i a superior to those who talk smack to me cuz i brake most of the arms quite the funn if u ask me i am short(4'7 and whacko so dont trust meh but hey it someones opion