My doctors prognosis
Is severe psychosis
Only form of diagnosis
Stronger medication
And up the doses
They weighed the cons
And they weighed the pros
Its just safer for everyone
If I am simply just comatose
Down the hall
I hear them call
Medication to all
I'll have to crawl
My one leg is numb
I had better hurry
If I want to get some
Demons remind me
The pills make us weak
Hid the pills between
Your gum and your cheek
Into the bathroom quietly sneak
Make sure the nurse doesn't peak
Drop them in and flush them down
Just pretend you took a leak
They soon will learn
When my superpowers return
In hell they will all burn
Every last one
Will get his and her turn
Remove the piping
Within the lacing
From the mattress
That they call my bed
When the orderly arrives
I'll take him by surprise
With this cord tightly wrapped
Around the base of his head
His body now dead
I twirl him around
He plummets to the ground
As I used him to make my path
His lifeless corpse falls
Thrown threw the glass
I hobble to the edge
Climb out onto the ledge
I look down
Like a king with a crown
As my kingdom
Stares upon a bloody
Puddle on the ground
The nurses bust in
With a dance and a song
I said I can fly
They answered
What if your wrong
But I knew deep down
That I could fly all along
So I jumped
To my death I fell
Now I fly with angels
But I truly feel that hell
Is where I belong
The moral of the story take your pills when your supposed to
I didn't listen to the doctors and I almost paid the price
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem