Brinking Hysteria

by Steady Stereotype   Jun 19, 2008


Behind these many walls I confide,
Truly I'm OK,
Behind the cold steel wall I confide,
Shining with these brilliant rays.

I spin and thread,
Sewing my brilliant coat,
Made with lies and smiles,
Protected by a mote.

I truly believe that this will help,
It won't let you see.
I can't let my heart warm;
Or show you what's inside me.

I feel I've reached the brink of hysteria,
As I stare at my blood a flow.
Follow but one criteria,
Don't tell me, I know I've sunk too low.

Now here's the reason,
To why I cry, why I feel so blue.
The reason for my act of treason,
Why with blade and flesh I sew.

The reason is why I laugh so hard,
Tis when I cut and bleed.
I laugh so hard I've gone too far,
My sanity I'm afraid has fled.

I feel the sting from my very blade,
The blood I taste delicious,
Hurry or the cut will fade,
My blood forms dark and vicious.

I feel insane,
With all my very favorite games,
Of standing in the rain,
What happened to this girl once tame?
Consumed by all the pain.

My blood it's taste,
It warms my soul.
Run I shall before I waste,
My hearts becomes a hole.

Tell me once and do not lie,
Am I still humane?
My tears may fall but please do try,
Do you think I'm Sane.

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The beginning was old and I just finished it off and tried to touch it up =3 Hope you like it!

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  • 16 years ago

    by PoetryKnight

    I think your sane. nah, your completely insane, lol, just joshing. Times are tough, but thats life. lol.
    Nice write by Poetry Knight