"S**T, SHITTIER, SHITTIEST"

Thoughts... words... & contemplations

Some things are s**t,

Others shittier,      

Some are funny,

Others hilarious,

But in all I ask my raging self,

Where is the s**t?

Where is the fun?

It’s all void and empty.

Dark…piercing…silence

And in the silence I find no quiet,

For thoughts keep drenching my mind,

And emotions drown what’s left,

What’s left of my sanity.

 

I am fully clothed with a smile,

Days come and go in the guise,

Carefree and unconcerned the world sees,

But vigilant my soul drowns,

I am feathered but uncovered.

Times and perils rise hand in hand,

Predicaments cruel and uncanny

And yet I sit confined to a corner

Of this s****y hilarious world.

 

My hands are tied,

My feet scrape the floor,

And my eyes stare the distance,

But my will won’t break,

I scream and shout into the inaudible void,

But my lips won’t move,

I break and hurt and suffocate,

But my breathe won’t leave me.

 

Then I realize,

It’s all in my head,

A shadow; eyes that I can’t escape,

Watches and waits

Waits for the dark to set

‘Cruelty in its highest’

And then it comes with firm hands and alluring smiles,

Holds on to your weaknesses and miseries,

And never let’s go.

Author's Note

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