Madhouse

Join the circus Perform for peanuts Don’t bother me with reality Dissociation is my comfort zone The place I like to call home Fashionable yet comfortable Life inside a cage Whipped into submission Clean out the cobwebs White-knuckle grip Frenetic disorganized disturbance A magician with a magic wand Monochromatic maniacal music One hit wonder drug…… Continue reading Madhouse

Flames

Sulfur Smoke Gasoline Rotting earth Dirty fingernails Blood stained shirt Silk feels comforting against my skin Snagging scabs and wearing thin Throbbing head Living substance of a thread In love with the shape of my bones I can’t go home Muscle atrophy Death of agony Soul separated and quaking Spiritual awakening Follow the stars The…… Continue reading Flames

Fallout

Days get taken away Lost in the fray Incognizant replicant robots Don’t know what they’ve missed Taken for granted Sniveling miscreants Repel any thought of the disenchanted Time flies when you’re falling apart Body and mind disconnected Every moment matters Radioactive fallout Hotter than the sun The world is on fire Long since abandoned A…… Continue reading Fallout

Vulture Culture

I had a feeling my world was amiss. I’d been dizzy, foggy, confused, listless. There was familiarity there, beside me, dog-like loyalty. Curiosity kept pulling at the leash, trying to change my direction. An auspicious white light in the distance caught my eye, illuminated by freshly sprouted emerald grass. My stomach turned, my heart skipped.…… Continue reading Vulture Culture

Howl at the Moon

I opened the door Unfettered And stepped nonchalantly Wrapped in warmth Sun on my skin Lavender breeze Naive and susceptible To harsh reality Expecting a reflection of similarity Sublime in simplicity But this A universe completely foreign Blinded by the light Burned in flames of the uncaring Indifferent and detached Love seems so easy Look…… Continue reading Howl at the Moon

Dose Me

A dose of reality Gasping for breath Drowning dreams Ambushed amygdala Cemented cerebellum Hijacked heart Supine soul Will my arms to relocate Caress and count protruding ribs Prompting pulse check Resembling week old road kill Weak unborn duckling Desperately convulsing out of my shell Time travelled to hell I always welcomed Pain as distraction What…… Continue reading Dose Me

Plastic Girl

Dreams of memory loss Refractive nightmare replacement Dismembered and detached Off and running after sanative spirit and soul Despite debilitating disease Just because I’m smiling doesn’t mean I’m not in pain Screw what the world expects Social engagement keeps me sick I’d rather stay home with my 2 packs a day All I did today…… Continue reading Plastic Girl