Dark Poetry #5 |
Slave |
prize Member
since 2008-11-21
Posts 116 |
Restless sleep, nightmarish dreams Awake to sunlight, brightening streams Pierce through holes of surgical seams- Placed upon the window frame Duct-tape traps anarchic shame Sun’s sniper shots are set aflame- Slicing through the dreary room Full of hatred, guilt, and doom Day sheds light on this vile tomb- Groggy from the same routine Legs twitch like Mexican jumping beans Frantically search for more TNT- Sweating…shades rest as a veil Chasing down the same old trail Toward the fix, the hunted sale- With surging rush, back to your crypt Slam the junk – eyes roll, head dips A slave to this recurring script. Note - I can say this is me in the past - 2 and 4 1/2 months later, I'm FREE. ~P |
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