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Logan Turner Apr 2021
Shut it off
I don't mind the autopilot
If it numbs me
To blend in
Mediocre wave feels like serenity
Take all of me
I know nothing
Just take me away
Stop resisting
Trying so hard to understand
It's not needed
Just need somewhere safe to land
Let my your mind let go of the soul
Pack your things and let time flow
Don't need to know
It's not so hard to be happy
I know nothing so
Stop holding yourself hostage
Let you be who you are
I exist in despite of myself
Enjoy the Show!
have to stop being so confused and pessimistic and unwilling to be real with myself, have to stop thinking about the reason behind everything, stop analysing so much, be myself without worrying too much what that actually is, I know
Logan Turner Feb 2021
Claw marks on the walls
Cover my vision
All I can see
All I can breath
The sea of green that blankets me
There's been a breach
In cell sixteen

Ripped and picked clean
Sound of broken glass
A broken voice?
And soon all is silence except a sound cannot be described
Realises he must be the last
A son at the end of the corridor screams out for dads help
Shifting and phasing, a pulsating mass

These are dreams
I am he and he is I
Who am I then
Am I even me?
Senseless makes you panic
Panic makes it easier to rip and pull you clean
A whispering voice drills into the psyche

Funk plays in the distance
A favourite band
Followed by screaming you've never heard
Followed by the soundscape and the clawing
Follow it
Good.
Good ******* God

Wake up
The claw marks still pressing
The sickness inside
Find it
The only way
He's escaped from cell sixteen

Find him in his hole
The hole there
Yes
The hole there!
Climb in and find it
Pick and pull it clean

Can't take it back now
We've found a new home
A new home
A new home
A new home
A new home
A new home
A comfy rocking chair
A nice new home in cell sixteen
Logan Turner Feb 2021
I hear my name in reverse
It expels from I
Leaks out beyond my vision
The clouds forming spell desire
It's not about what you do
It's about how you deal with the silences in between
Every moment a microtone

When do I get to be someone new
I'm part of a many
Stroking my own identity
Lie they tell you to stop you from stopping
Logan Turner Feb 2021
It stares at the broken pieces
The mould of reversible desire
Recycled
Chewed and chipped
The key
I'm so scared of the holes
They go so deep I believe
Neck locked forwards
Backwards sleep
Let it steep and pour it out

Wispy lonely fog
One foot in
One foot out
Gnawed at
Blood spurtin
Sawed at
Variable not boolean
Screaming at the naked body in all the cursive I know
Written in bold neon
Live and let live
Logan Turner Jan 2021
Stretched out face keep screaming
Melted conceiving
Keeps overwriting itself
Why can't it stay with me?
Doesn't trust me?
Doesn't need me?
Logan Turner Jan 2021
Sickening constant
Irrationally circling
Try to distract
From the guts spilling in front of me
Spits on the notes
The proofs
Created inside
Now it won't stop watching
Observe it creeping
Key change to static
Open books begin to rewrite themselves
Pages erase
And it's face starts to bleed through
The dying child
Emerging terror
Logan Turner Jan 2021
ehh
No sleep
Can't stand the thought of tomorrow
Unpredictable tangled path
Planted some of those thorns myself
Insurmountable, indestructible, indescribable
summed up: help
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