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Dec 2013
constant nightmares
change my mind
thinking things  not normal
nothing is fine
moral judgement
is out the door
im going insane
and begging for more

open now to an idea in tune
invented a scenery with a grotesque view
i am left in a empty room
with paint on the walls
shattered to oblivion
ready to fall
minuscule objects pervade my eyes
grown a hatred nothing left to despise

underneath a ****** mess
my brain is shattered
within my skull
seeing colors unreal but dull
fighting back against this haze
sanity is gone mind is erased
christopher victor coia
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christopher victor coia  los angeles
(los angeles)   
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