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Jul 2014
I'm going, going gone,
My mind just left the room
Where the hell has my senses gone,
I see things different than before
My head screams out,
So many voices, before there was me
Now each shouting,
Different, like a separate person
Knocking loudly on my minds door
Mayo,
Ketchup,
Brown sauce,
Not what I see anymore,
*****,
Blood,
Feces,
I feel like crying, do I see loved ones
Not anymore, Flesh bags
Just meat on the bone,
I cant handle this anymore, I'm losing it
lost it, how far can  I fall.
My eyes  a window to my soul,
Its cracking soon to shatter where do I go
My mind is my hiding place, but compromised
Your losing our mind,
Which one said that, which voice uses my voice
I have to get a grip shut each voice
Behind a door,
lock it,
Throw away the key
Let only my voice be the one heard only,
It took time, but I sealed the cracks
I started to see things as I once did before.
Calm for know, I must keep my mind in  control,
Or next time it may be lost
I'll be the one lost the others in control.
Poetic T
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