Cactus and Cat Tounge [Inner Turmoil]A Poem by Emunah June.
Maybe I'm the one that's crazy Or maybe I'm alone Serving a greater purpose That I was lead to believe
Maybe these eyes weren't meant for seeing But for being mislead One amoung the herd Biting my tounge
Electro-shock and several personalities Cloth in my mouth and spiders in my hair My hands rough Like cactus and cat tounge
These dim blue eyes are blind to the truth Teeth falling on my tounge and blood in my throat Wrists tied to the table And tears stuck on the lower rim
In this life There are two struggles Those that are never ending And inner turmoil
In this turmoil of mine I'm drowning in a sea of blank expressions Light quashed, hopes broken Rainbows coloured a shade of gray
Step by step, fall in line Hands pressed against glass Breaking out, but glass being replaced By something darker and more permanent.
Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe the right answer isn't the best I'll smile and fold my hands Sitting at a desk waiting to be somebody
Actually, wait I forgot to mention something You said you'd remember my name, right? Have you remembered yet?
I'll sit and stare at the wall Hands pressed against something soft Crooked smiles and painted anxiety Let's take a ride and become someone new
Eyes slit, cut, and daring Reaching out despite these chains Rattling against my ankle I fall, and my screams are painted gray
Goodnight hope and loyalty Goodnight dreams and joy It's no mystery, I'm quite aware You're in love with the turmoil inside © 2012 Emunah June.Author's Note
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