Monday, July 16, 2012

Amok

You
 blabbing, filthy 
mouth
Cursing
spewing trash
Stirring 
unwelcome emotions to show
Agitating 
the frailties of my conviction
 Too much
careless words that tax the weary mind
and test the limits of my patience

In my mind, the clock is ticking
In my head, darkness is consuming my being
My heart is raging, my nerves edgy and my senses foggy
Dark thoughts 
flying in circles as morbid pictures start to swirl
in nerve-wracking fashion


Clinging 
to the last straws of 
Sanity
trying to prevent the dams of self-control from bursting
But 
the current is too strong 
the murky waters rampaging
It is too late 
now, my friend
My mind has reached the end 
and 
the screws have finally snapped in my head.

Wa-pak!
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photo credit: Finding Rest

Sunday, July 1, 2012

street sweeper

bite the bullet, taste the blood
feel your heart, beating deep inside
count the pulse, shake off your fears
ignore the call, calm the nerves

check the sight, aim the gun
steady the finger, squeeze the trigger
sweep the floor, waste them all
tune out the cries, ignore the moans

you are the greatest of them all


*photo credit: Takati2012