A Thought Of You.

door-image

I love you.

 

Then I don’t.

I remember a long time ago in which I had a sound mind.

I thought I had it bad then. 

Then some freak accident happens to me.

At lest that’s how I feel.

I’ve never been the same since.

Each day gets worse than the one before.

I can’t see any form of paradise in my view. 

No Garden of Eden. 

No golden cities.

Just an island inhabited by cannibals,

they eat through my flesh every night.

I hope it tastes good to them.

It does to me.

 

But.

 

Every so often I get that glimpse of peace.

I find it in the most beautiful women,

But they never stay around me. 

They offer me a drink from their vial,

just to keep it away from my sight.

I only can feel vile.

Some sick fucking game.

 

Then.

 

The paranoia gets the best of me.

I guess that’s why I can’t stand a sound second. 

‘They are laughing behind your back.’

‘They haven’t spoken a good word about you.’

‘No one cares about you.’

‘You are a waste of skin.’

 

I freak out.

 

I lash my tongue at them.

All because of a thought.

Then I grow myself away.

Sometimes a day.

Others a week.

I torture myself with silence.

 

Sometimes

 

I hear the voices.

They tell me to kill myself.

They tell me to kill others.

They tell me to smile at my own blood.

I pace in motion.

I see things waving at me.

I talk to them.

Then I shake their hand.

 

I really do.

 

It feels great in a sick way.

I’m sure I’ve killed you several times.

Some may have been swift.

Others I may have made you feel it.

The voices greet me.

They say I did something right.

 

Try and fight it.

 

But I only,

try to forget about you.

Erase all my feelings.

Forget all my thoughts.

Just so you can start again.

So I can start again. 

I purge my mind so I don’t have to remember my pain.

So I can feel it perfectly when it comes back. 

You whisper in my ear.

 

But in the end.

 

I just forget love.

I hate to say it,

but I do.

This can happen in the worst of times.

While you’re away.

While I’m with you,

You can see it when it happens.

 

I can only.

 

Get distracted.

I tone out of the real world.

I say it’s nothing,

but it’s really causing a serious pain.

Not much you can do.

Maybe just wait.

 

Wait and watch.

 

And by the time it’s over,

all you can do is hold me,

and make sure I won’t forget.

 

I hope you will do your best to try to save me.

Remember me

Related Posts

Screen Shot

Does This Mean I’m Moving Forward?

You passed the test,but you don’t remember.Seasons changing,it’s always December.Clean the stitch,until you feel better.Go through the gate,until you you figure,what it’s all about. I wish

Read More »
Screen Shot

Waiting Our Entire Lives

Are we waiting on you,or is it on me?This perfect piece of symmetry,is all I belong to believe And I don’t even know.And sometimes I don’t

Read More »

Leave a Reply