Cuts and a Razor Blade

Cuts and a razor blade  

Just an apex of anger 

A Plethora of blood and metal 

A frenzied escapade  

Trapped in the yellow wallpaper  

My thoughts cross, overlay and clash  

Making my blood boil and control taper 

Strobes of red flashes of white, 

My pupils dilate  

Crash after crash  

Unable to move  

To reach for the cold metal  

Inches from being soothed  

I clench my fist  

Grit my teeth and lay there  

Fighting a losing battle  

Eyes wide shut  

A crack of thunder  

a flash of white  

Blind to what's around me  

My thoughts flicker  

My hand trembles  

Frenzied rage  

Uncontrolable sadness  

A nightmare of viscosity  

Unleashed on an image of spite 

A figure I resemble . 

My arms numb  

My mind finally calm  

The floor stained crimson  

The curtains waving  

The gentle light of the orange sun  

the cool breeze of summer  

Kissing my cheek  

eyes wide open  

Looking at lightning  

My eyes shut tight  

Drop the blade  

Clench my fists  

Feel the blood run down my wrist  

my mind seeing light  

Signals of Red 

And floods of white  

Stuck dumb by Apollo  

Sealed shut by the bite 

drain into the yellow wallpaper 

Seep though the Cracks and tears  

To the place that breathes asphyxia  

Just cuts and a razor blade 

Back into that piercing tempo 

Fade into dementia