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waking

Contributed by Cancer on Tuesday, 29th July 2003 @ 04:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



waking on the floor
i don't know where i am
everything i thought was real
was only a dream, i've already forgotten
i remember, once i was blind and deaf
but now my eyes and ears are one
lies that were once only words
are now smiling serpents sent to strangle me
i put you deep inside of me
though i can't remember who you are
you angrily burst through my flesh
spewing mantras of the past
that mean Nothing to me now
you smile and lick my bloody face
i blink and it's all gone
you, the blood, the room
everything
now in a room
mattresses for walls
in a jacket for "protection"
white clad men and women
ask me questions
in a language i've forgotten
i try to answer only to hear words that i'm not saying
i become violent and discover that i'm not in control
a nurse approaches with a needle
it's you . . . you smile
and i fall through the dark again

waking once more
my lids are closed but i see
lying in a box
the lid is open
mourners pass by
their false tears stain my face
all of them are you
i can't move
i scream to you that i'm still alive
and i know you can hear me
but you smile beneath your tears
everyone of you
and file by with a pat on my cold dead hand
and a soft word i cannot understand
your replicas do the same
i turn my closed eyes and see
that the mourners are not in a line
but a circle

i scream soundlessly
all of it is a circle
it will Never End
it will...

falling

waking on the floor
i don't know where i am
everything i thought was real
was only a dream.....




Copyright © Cancer ... [ 2003-07-29 16:35:00]
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Re: waking (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Wednesday, 30th July 2003 @ 01:42:29 AM AEST
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This was messed up yet beautiful. I loved this I am in shock. Great poem!

Joel (Bobo)


Re: waking (User Rating: 1 )
by hardcoreputa on Thursday, 31st July 2003 @ 02:16:57 AM AEST
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very interesing... just for a glimpse into someones mind while they're tripping as hard as you were... its one of those poems you can read 87 times and still not fully understand all of the significance... ~Apryl




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