disorganized speech and thinking

disorganized speech and thinking

A Poem by Mem

they all passed away
those colourful and those who were grey
sometimes they stood there with eyes on my chest
those who turned on heel and those made their nest
cleaned their shoes and stole mine
they all passed away
as soon as moonshine

nothing begins without any reason
but i don't have to prove anything
to end it up
to end up in Plato's prison

beginning just like you
i got lost on your way
do not come back, alone
world is the one who end up with me
instead of me
but everything's undone

i didn't cry on my own funeral
so they found their reason to kill me again
but they all came back and passed away
realizing my indifference
should i rise or should i stay
they tied my legs, fixed their tongues, cut mine
they all passed away
as soon as moonshine

nothing begins without any reason
but i don't have to prove anything
to end it up
to end up in Plato's prison

beginning just like you
i get lost on your way
do not come back, alone
world is the one who end up with me
instead of me
but everything's undone

isn't it lovely
have nothing to wait for
tearing my hair out, do not worry anymore
no one poisons me, i don't trust anyone
i'm safe, they all passed away
but i have no shoes to come undone

i'm safe, without shoes and tongue, with my tied legs
alone with those who stayed
in Plato's cave
i see the fire
cold fire burning my chest
world is the one who gave me
consolation prize
who made me that sick and safe nest

© 2013 Mem


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Mem
Mem

Lubin, Poland



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Mem / seventeen / INFP / socialist / a loner A literature lover: Camus, Orwell, Huxley, Kafka, Wilde, Burroughs, Dostoevsky, Bukowski. Music inspiring me: http://www.lastfm.pl/user/buuugman more..

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