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6d
fields flow indoors for no more than a pulse
disgust has crippled their faces
all know the roar of horror but shiver the results
dare not Utter-son, words cannot replace it

to be truly happy, you have to be truly free
turn that frown upside down; smile like me
you're not even real, just a voice caused by regret
drug induced delusions: a psychotic side-effect

unimaginable terror is sounding ever so sweet
take a sip; grab a chair; come on... kick up those feet.
compulsion overwhelming I've never felt before
I fear I may not be able to resist temptation anymore

eyes pried wide would coincide with the completely unplanned
shed filled with cinders
pain and shame inside inquiring can I still be called a good man?
spare a piece of timber?

feared fearsome fiends' failure.
hellfire hastening hillside
friend finally freed found frailer
hide here, Henry Hyde.

subjects' symptoms substantially subdued
self-experimentation out of necessity
uneducated solution came barreling through
regally rendering no reciprocity

living in a rut serving others while your plate is empty
Jekyll accept this gist gift... I'll be your guide on this journey
our vision now uniformed; into the violence we saunter
how can you ever be a good man when you love being a monster

eyes pried wide would coincide with the completely unplanned
shed filled with cinders
pain and shame inside inquiring can I still be called a good man?
spare a piece of timber?

feared fearsome fiends' failure.
hellfire hastening hillside
friend finally freed found frailer
hide here, Henry Hyde.
Written by
Advik Patel  21/Other/Peshawar
(21/Other/Peshawar)   
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