The Vividness In Me

Something new I tried.

This is what is in me,
The viral infection of my own dichotomy.
Split into two.
One meant for me,
One meant for you.

An image I give,
Thrown up all over you.
You take it in,
Munching and enjoying the contents within.

It came out of my mind,
Leaked all over the streets.
You didn't care what it was.
You licked it all up,
Never thinking twice.

How can I continue to sacreat,
This bowl movement?
This urination?
This bloody tract?
Before you notice I'm sick?

Do I have to die,
To get you to see the rafter in your eye?
You drain my blood,
Before I have even passed away.

You drink my blood for its bitter taste.
You dissect my insides,
And devour my kidneys.

You dissect my heart,
To see its complex chambers,
Its clogged arteries.

You take my intestines and joke,
No wounder I was full of crap.
The only thing you left,
Was this yoke I carried in my chest.

Author's Note

This is something I decided to write due to the complex thoughts the run through my mind. I never really know how to put them into words so this poem to me is a personal one. Comment, Review, Rate

Reviews

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

This was a good poem. I really liked it because it makes you think a lot. I think this was emotional in it's own way. It shows a lot of different pains...and dieases...and parts that can be affected. Loved this. Good job. Thanks for sharing. :)