Frantic

By Lab Rat

The moments spinning forever inside this head of mine, shouting
screaming  beating
against the inside of my skull the absence of my leveled self Manic me sweetly off to speed Slapped with a septic injection of adrenaline I did not ask for Frantic
panic
static screaming and shifting  It could be perfection though skeptic retaliation on the other side   The downswing is killer   I have seen enough, spitting out volumes In the moments between slumber, symptoms A bloody pen hovering over paper My own crime caper I'm the villain, and the victim This addiction taking my sight This fight, flight across the spires the Towers That spin skyward in front of this Mad King       I've led myself astray, got lost down paths To stumble home again
Feet broken 
cut
bleeding
I'm reeling, punch drunk and 
Feeling
That the times to turn back
And nearly gone
                             fleeting

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Copyright 2017 Lab Rat
Published on Monday, July 24, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Dimensions On Tuesday, July 25, 2017, Dimensions (95)By person wrote:

    This conjures up memories of a frantic life I use to know...very well put and although this type of poem could be applied to many themes there's only one that it fits too well for me. Great work.

  • Arwen On Tuesday, July 25, 2017, Arwen (187)By person wrote:

    I love how realistic this is!

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