DiagnosisA Poem by Deron AlexisDiagnosis Aghh hell, What’s wrong with me? What is this I hear in my head? “Quiet you demons!” My mind is a pit They only get louder When I try to relax
Hark! The screams are deafening Like deathly black artillery Drawn by undead cavalry The bloody cannon blasting Through barrels made of glass Send me to the madhouse What?...Asylum?...Whorehouse?
Oh god it’s getting louder Like claws against glass Getting loud to make my nose bleed My ears burn My head is on fire And I turn off the lights Oh god oh god My sins stack high Eleven upon seven I could climb it to heaven But would you keep me if I get there?
“Please be quiet So I can sort out my life Don’t make me do this!” Send me to the madhouse What?...Asylum?...Whorehouse? SCREW YOU!!! Notions of the insane I’d rather hug my knees in denial
Goodness Christ! They say I lost my mind But I’ve always been broken Sanity was never mine. © 2013 Deron AlexisReviews
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4 Reviews Added on May 6, 2013 Last Updated on May 6, 2013 Tags: mental illness, insanity, depression AuthorDeron AlexisCunupia village, Caroni, Trinidad and TobagoAboutBeen gone from writers cafe a while. Dunno if im back for good. Im hoping im not as much of a little s**t as my 16 year old self was. Lets see how this goes i guess more..Writing
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