Morbidly Weird

I had a hallucination. 

The type that you have in your sleep. 

It was purely about terror. 

Where your skin crawls and it creeps. 

I was a man called "Evil Apple" 

And I killed people for free. 

I would kill them with my laughter. 

Blood that poured merely from glee. 

My image was of darkness. 

A pale face, green hair that would spring. 

And I looked like "The Joker of Angels". 

Black wings and eyes dark green. 

So.... 

I stood in the middle of a park 

Where families congregated in peace 

And I chuckled a small laughter 

That brought the "Evil Spirit Beast". 

You see.. When I expel laughter. 

Animals of fear, attack each soul. 

Bringing terror to the mind. 

Stealing all emotional control. 

So each mind became chaotic. 

And the end became conclusive. 

They drowned their bodies in the river. 

And hands became infinitely abusive. 

And when my mind saw the terror, 

And the beast driving people mad. 

I was overjoyed by my machinations, 

But then a "Small Girl" became sad. 

She looked at me with sadness, 

For I was her greatest fear. 

As my laughter grew much stronger, 

Her father's image became clear. 

I could see his total madness, 

For what I was doing to his child. 

The disturbance of his children, 

Is the phobia he most reviled. 

So then my hallucination, 

Came to the end of its show. 

When the father became a "Dove of Light", 

And disappeared me with his glow. 

And when I became awake, 

I knew that I had learned my true fear. 

My mind is my greatest phobia, 

I have dreams that are "Morbidly Weird".

 

- DD

Reviews

[Nothing Personal]

There are shades in this poem about the borderline mania that resides in each of us or at least in our deeper consciousness. The darkness that you portray is a true reflection of the sub consciousness trying to repent for some misdeed in the past and haunting you in the process..It could even be a psychotic breakdown down the road.
The human mind is the most complex place on Earth and this is a bit of un-Earthing it..Well written in terms of the inner layers through your evident horror picture images..Good Work!! and like the touch of black humor too

[Heather D]

This is twisted greatness. Weird and vivid and wonderful. A strange poem but very visual and a great write! I loved it.

[Margaret Marie Hubbard]

I loved it!

[Ruth]

I think this is so cool :) The mind is a state that can cloud/ravish/change/lighten/darken/enrage, etc, our being lol
Dreams are mostly defragmentation but at times hold a moral or story :) Mind is something that is to be mastered, treated with respect and most of all, not be feared lol Not easy! lol
Great poem love!
xx

[Julie Beth]

this was amazing i laughed alot great job :)

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

This is my type of poetry perfectly executed great vivid imagery and a great pace to this poem I really enjoyed this keep them coming

[Pickleby Davies]

I love this! Really funny in that dark and twisted sense! What peoples imaginations are...Really awesome!

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Honestly, this made me laugh...:) I guess that I must join the ranks for I also have dreams that are "Morbidly Weird"...wonderful message against violence...the world that we are slowly building for ourselves...

[David W Moore III]

quite a romp!

[Ann John]

hilarious, powerful imagery, i enjoyed reading this, keep it up...

[Matthews Reggie]

brilliant work, perfect imagery, entertaining poem... good job...