I am

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Malady, Aug 8, 2010.

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  1. Malady

    Malady Member

    I am a freak with two heads and no voice,

    I cower at the back of my cage and I fear you,

    my lungs and my heart are bound tight with barbed wire,

    my soul is but a ragged moth's wing.

    I am a macro mutation not meant to exist,

    my blood beats a tattoo of torment within me,

    the bed I lie on is a nightmare fuelled pyre,

    my soul is but a cruel demon's plaything.

    I am an unwanted gift of sacrificial child,

    I was born to the milieu which daren't comprehend me,

    my eyes weep infinite tears into the mire,

    my soul is but a flightless bird too scared to sing.

    I am the forgotten and aberrant daughter of Hades,

    I lie foetal and acquiescent before inhumanity,

    my mind is a vicious and poisonous liar,

    my soul is but a paramour of perditions king.

  2. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    your mind i so tormented shown with your words
    i hope with some therapy you willl see differently
    depression is the worse and youhave it deep
    your poem describes the thought of many
  3. Malady

    Malady Member

    thankyou violet
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