Killing Cure

Killing Cure

A Poem by Captain Ugly
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Another on from behind the mad man's eyes.

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inverted visions: a world inside out

howling whispers and murmuring shouts

living seem dead; and the corpses alive

wonder if I’ll have to die to survive

 

 

manic laughter

feeds the dread

Ever after

eats my head

giant raptors

in my dreams

strangle all hope

poison themes

 

 

absurd collisions: truth smashes my love

peaceful bullets pierce every white dove

moral fission; all my nuclei split

jigsaw memories, the pieces won’t fit

 

 

obsessive search

feeds my pain

progressive hurt

eats my brain

it’s getting worse

all is lost

my sanity:

discarded dross

 

 

dysphonic screeches: my own voice betrays

the smiling b******s carry me away

new medication: my sickness is damned

what if my sickness is all that I am?

 

 

oppressive care

heals my pain

now nothing’s there

all is shame

this blessed curse

I am well

my whole life bursts

I’m in Hell

 

 

I am well

© 2009 Captain Ugly


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Sucks being sane, I'd rather be stark raving mad myself.

But then again, maybe I already am. Some people claim I am--I don't deny it. Why should I? It's not so bad, and there's no need to start a riot.

ANYWAY, I'll stop blabbing my mouth. I really liked this one... for the record. Well done.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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