Numb

Something I came up with the morning after a traumatic experience when I was 16.

By life I slither, I'm no damn angel
And neither are you, neither are you

Who art thou?
Dost thee exist?
Crazy, thou say? So sayeth I.
These voices I hear,
with words I cannot bear.
.
I have drugs to take, there are lives at stake
I have arms lacking blood, carpets red turn to mud

You are now a believer
...with a lifeless endeavor

In my dreams you lie, you infect my reality
Limiting my abilities
I'm a puppet to your power
And you're playing with my life

The beverage I hold, resembles the devil
I'm changing levels, I'm going down

In just a few minutes, I'll lose my gown

You saw me swaying, watched my consumption expand
You saw me land, with the bottle in my hand,
now you will be damned.

And you thought you'd demand
...except your wish was not my command
but you did it anyway
after, after my sway

Everyday I die, remembering that time
You were the guy
who muffled my cry
with your hand,
the hand that threatened me
with the bottle from my hand.

Happy Birthday girl, the night is young
and so are you, oh Tom what have you done?
It's time to try and run, with my legs so numb
Hours dragging by, my insides cry

The elevator stops and drops,
the delicacy of my insides pop
I'm weeping to the devil's penetration
all the moves become dictation
Then I confront a revelation
Its gotta be, straight just isn't my nation

I'm extinguishing the Fires of Hell
Oh hell, saved by the bell.

By the time the flames are out,
so are you and I'll for now on doubt
any sexual preference to being straight

Never again, will I be a man's bait.

Author's Note

It probably doesn't flow, and I don't care. These words come from within, there is no talent attached.

Reviews

[jumbie's #1 fan]

Wow. Just wow. Terrible things like this happen all the time. I'm very sorry that it happened to you. I think it flows very well, and even if it didn't, you are right. Words that come from within are the best words of all. And if by some way writing is therapeutic for you, then write away. We all have a story to tell. Amazing poem.