Control

I am losing it

I wear my head on my sleeve
and keep my heart in the clouds.
High on rage and utter delight
and I don't even miss the ground.

Pretty images dance across
these walls so padded and plain.
I know I will cry, I know I'll rejoice
if I never see him again.

A gnawing urge corrupts my jaw.
I bite my pen until I bleed.
Ink sinks into my tongue, I taste the poison,
but it is the inspiration that I need.

I'll write my secrets across my face.
I will sell to you my soul.
So if I die tonight, you will know
that I've lost all self control.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Cameron]

The imagery is wow...I'm speechless.

[Distant horizons]

The first verse is just brilliant. Love your word play that adds so much depth to this, as the topic rightly deserves.I'll shut up now.