...Troubled

By SolApathy

Twisted dreams of you I’ve seen
Reality bent and broken
With every word you’ve ever spoken
Dire imagery of a future soon to be
Scorches the memories that we’ll never see
Treachery of our own internal strife
Brings an end to life
These are the visions burning in my brain
Can’t you see why I’m going insane?
Trepidation as I hear the footsteps fall
The horsemen 4 we have long foresaw
My warnings, dire will never be heard
As you locked me within these drugs upon my first word
Thorazine haze –I gaze-- I feel the fog I can’t pierce
The drugs in a fight with my sanity, fierce
Just for a moment as the clock strikes 5:59
I can see the visions of truth with my clearing mind
By 6:02 I’m done
the pills the orderlies gave me have won



 

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Sunday, May 26, 2019.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...I feel the burn upon my skin as nuclear fire wipes away my sins
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