Crazy Eight - Dawn of the Dead

2014-06-13 9

I have a secret
It's written on my face
Not that anyone was oblivious in the first place
No matter how cryptic my thoughts are
You can see them clear from a far
Do not try to aid or nurse
This will only get worse
More macabre more perverse

I'm trying to hold on
Trying to keep calm
My skin has seen blander days
It's now a map gone affray

I didn't need to see that
I didn't need to view
Your pathetic attempts in trying to construe
I didn't need to see that
I didn't need to eye
You caught in another goddamn lie

My rise
My demise
My birth
My descent
My beginning
My end
My love
My hate
My right
My reprobate
My dawn's my dusk
You are the anemic part of subfusc!

A broken record, replaying a pretense
I am becoming one with my conscience
You've been brought to your knees
Complying to the plead
Wrapped in fear
Unprotected
Vulnerable
The futures' infected

Goddamn stupid bitch
Nail you to the crucifix
Right next to Jesus Christ
You two would probably have a triste
Because, like he proved before
He loves the fucking whores

You goddamn fucking slut
You're like a esoteric cut
In so many fuckin ways
I'm counting down the days
It takes to heal
I'm in arm's reach
When my film starts to peel
Now I'm right back where I started
Choleric and broken hearted

My rise
My demise
My birth
My descent
My beginning
My end
My love
My hate
My right
My reprobate
My dawn's my dusk
You are the anemic part of subfusc!

Crazy Eight

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