The Flood

a poem about how the flood in my basement drove me insane as I had to vacuum it up with a shop vac for just over a week. it was so bad i started to hallucinate.

The Flood

Rain rain go away rain

the rain is starting to drive me insane

when will it stop,

pounding and pounding the window pane

The basement is flooded

the ground is all slush

im starting to fell as if im cold blooded

Im not sure how much longer I can push

the shop vac back and forth

the noise the noise make it stop

I feel like my eardrums are going to pop

my clothes are all wet

and my hair is a mess

The rain it just wont let

up for even a minute

Oh god god please im begging you please

I havent slept a wink all week

my heart is so weary it might finally seize

I feel as though ive contracted a deadly disease

And the whole houses has really started to wreak

not one day not two days not even three

nor four days nor five days nor even six

but seven days the rains been messing with me

im starting to think the sky needs to be fix-ed.

Ive hardly seen the sun in over a week

im feeling quite desperate for something now

ive hardly eaten in over a week

im feeling quite like I could eat a whole cow

Ive begun to hallucinate over these past few days

and all I can think of interesting new ways

to die on accident,

and leave vacuuming the basement

to sombody else

Every time I put the plug in the socket

im hoping theres water on those metal prongs

each time I slip

I hope that ill trip

and finally get some shut eye

I wouldnt mind drowning in the basement

I wouldnt dying of electrical shock

but please god oh please make this water stop!

Reviews

[MiidniightSoul]

A very beautifully written poem. I really like this.