Maggots And Memories Read Count : 17

Category : Poems

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Everywhere I look I'm seeing red;
Are my eyes bleeding? Am I dead?

Feeling kinda hazy, I don't think that this is right;
I'm too fucking sober but then why do I feel high;
Watching my own movements, feeling dizzy all the time;
Feels like my minds in slow mo but the world keeps passing by;

Like it when it's dark out, yea, I hate the flashing lights;
Shadows keep me safe, although I still can't sleep at night;

Need to get some sunlight but it fucking hurts my eyes;
Needing to get healthy but that futures way too bright;

Everywhere I look I'm seeing pictures in my head;
Bodies I couldn't save, I guess they're better off dead;

The sound is way to loud it's like they're screaming, can't see my own ceiling;
Hate these fucking flies! but the bugs keep me from being lonely; 

Waking up late at night, phantom itches, digging at skin;
bugs are gone, shadows can't bite, but why do I still fucking see them;

Bugs and bodies my sweet friends, I'll hold you close, don't come again;
Want my past to leave me be, but this bloods a part of me;

Dancing with the fucking dead, in the rain with drops of red;
Rotting flesh and skeletons, buddies that won't leave my head;

Blood and bones, black and red, cuddle a corpse to pass the time;
Hugging maggots, kissing flys, feeding spiders butterfly's


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