Grey Matter

By Wiccad

 Eyes begin their twitching routine
Anxiety creeps into my brain
Emotions run, I cannot contain
Those little bitches scratch at my brain

Feeling hopeless and on edge
Those little monsters inside my head
Causing shorts and awful thoughts
I feel crazy and distraught

Serpents tangled in a knot
God knows how hard I have  fought
In the past I conquered the bitch
And now my eyes have begun to twitch

Grey matter swelling, pressing against my skull
Feverish nightmares where I kill them all
Rapid heart beats are in my throat
Sweating and shaky, my head is soaked

Quietly I sit rocking to and fro
While inside I scream.... unwillingly you know
Please lock me up and toss the key
For if this continues, I'll have to set them free

I will go to the closet, the one with the lock
And pull out my hand gun, that nice one you bought
And put it to my temple, locked and loaded
Then pull the trigger, my heads exploded

Grey matter mixed with crimson and bitches
Look now........my eye, it no longer twitches

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Copyright 2010 Wiccad
Published on Thursday, August 26, 2010.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Anyone got Ativan?
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  • A former member wrote: Good ending, I laughed at some part great rhyme scheme. keep on it

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