Touch of madness

Touch of madness

A Poem by Hachamecha

Ugly lines

Scars on my wrist

 

my tears lost

in the mist

 

a big puffy line

so many carved

over time

 

It started

with sadness

accidently

cut myself

 

With a touch of madness

I decided I liked it

gently

I spread the feeling

 

Don't take it the wrong way

I'm not one of those people

in front of the devil, kneeling

 

I lay down in my bed

Staring at the cieling

arms colored in red

 

A touch of madness

mixed emotions

anger, sadness

 

Insanity getting control

my mind towards insanity

help me

I'm losing my humanity

 

Cutters making easy lines

knives buchering my arms

 

Don't try to count them

depending on my day,

a different # of new added

added to my collection

 

Don't put me in rehab

I'm not looking for redemption

I'm going to take a cab

straight down to insanity

 

So many scars

I don't are

I look at the stars

in a place I was forced to go

Rehab

© 2011 Hachamecha


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Added on November 21, 2011
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Hachamecha
Hachamecha

Ledyard, CT



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