Always looking for a way out
Because I want to be done with this chaotic mess
Cure me from my disease
Danger at every corner I start to shout
Even when I try my best
Forgetting myself
Go and take away my pain, please
Horrid demons in my head and heart
I don’t know where to start again
Just let me go, or let me live
Kicking away all my helpful friends
Let me go
Maybe don’t-I don’t know
Nothing anymore makes sense
Over the edge-I want to jump over the edge, I think
Please, let me feel better, or nothing at all
Quilting this blanket of fear and dread
Starting to unravel
Truly, I don’t know if I should stop it or let it go on
Umbrella of protection is disappearing
Very overwhelming
Where do I go? What do I want?
Xylophones ringing like Pied Piper, leading me to who knows where
You can release me, God-but You won’t, and I don’t know how to feel
Zebras of madness trampling over me in this treacherous plain
Yelling, but nothing comes from my mouth, my brain
X-rays show my heart is deteriorating
What am I to do?
Vastly amongst the zebras I still remain
Underneath the darkening cloudless skies
Truly terrifying me
Satan’s pulling me into the dark
Rain blocks my vision, and got me trippin
Quad muscles building from all this running
Perplexing my mind
Over and over the toy key winds
Not running out of juice anytime soon
Magical, is life-both light and dark
Lurking me into the dimmer darkness
Karate masters are my demons
Jumping me at every turn
I want to be in my urn already
Hell, is what I fear
Going nowhere, it seems
Falling into the stream of my spirit’s screams
Everyone cheering me on
Dangerously close to the cliff ahead, where the stream ends
Be careful, or the demons will win this war
Actually, I think we’ve already gotten this far...
YOU ARE READING
Random Poetry Collection
PoetryThis is a collection of bad poetry I've managed to compose through the slurs of ink we've come to know as letters we form into what we know as language. The '*'s indicate that this poem is a little on the sad/darker side.
