Black slimy books, black slimy words Black slimy fingers cramed them into a black slimy worlds
In my cracked up mind those slimy black words sunk in This is how the end will begain
Blackbird sitting on my windowsill Wait for me to seal the deal
Those black slimy words soon accumulates They become black slimy books, my imagination stimulates
The black goat waits outside my window patiently As the black sheep walks around aimlessly
The black slimy books have now become blood slimy pictures Seen through my mind's eye with stricter It was all becoming the perfect blood slimy mixture
The black goat has now donned his crown He beckons me to come on down To stand beside him on the earths ground
The blood slimy pictures are now a blood soaked movie in my head That plays over and over and over, till I'm filled with blood soaked dread
So I seal the deal with the blackbirds blood Emotions overwhelms me like a torrential raging flood Then the emotions are suddenly gone with a thud
So if you are reading this you might see why I left with the black goat, so dont you cry Maybe I'll be back as time goes by
To translate my poem, the first stanza is how my words build world's inside my poems. -2nd- I would continue to write till I die -3rd- blackbird represents the muse-4th- my poems have become so many it could be several books, and my mind won't stop -5th- my demons wait and watch while I the black sheep is lost. -6th- my poems show pictures of my agonizing life. -7th- my demons show themselves through my writing and shows they are not going away. -8th- is how the memories are on going. -9th- is when I finally write every emotion I've ever felt down. Thus killing the muse, and it leaving me emotionless. -10th- with that final written poem I'm truly insane. :) hope you enjoyed!!! :)