House Of Thunder Poem by Axley Blaze

House Of Thunder



I'm locked behind these steel-made bars
I'm caged inside
Just like a beast.
As I sit here alone,
I glare at this table.
I sit, and I stare
Upon this fine feast

Sitting, I ponder
Yes, I start to wonder.
How I ended up here—
Stuck in this storm
With its thunder?
So loud and so vicious—
It sounds through the room.
And I jump in my seat.
As the sky roars out, 'boom! '

I cannot decipher
Or try to explain
How life brought me here;
This torment—
This pain

I feel like a sleepwalker.
I feel like I'm dead.
And, my hunger can't be quenched.
No matter the banquet or spread

Yet, again I give in
To that nagging request
From my psyche; my brain
—A merciless test!

I crave a cure
To fight this disease
So I scream, and I shout:
'Cure me, God, please! '

Yet, the answer I get
It isn't the one
That will save me from destruction.
So, now I am starting to run!

But, nobody is there
There is nobody to save me
Except for Lucifer—
He's there
To repeatedly RAPE me!

Like a thief in the night,
He runs, and he finds me.
A cowardly fight—
I put up as he blinds me.

And, I see visions of blood.
I have scars everywhere, holes.
I am bruised and cut open
So deep, you can see inside my soul

Envision the truth;
Tell the correct tale
Of what it's like to live
—And then, what it's like to fail.

This is my story
It ends just the same.
And, I am a ghost
With no reason, nor a name

So, could you take me away?
I surrender it all—
I no longer care much about the details,
So minuscule, and so small

In the end, they don't matter.
We are what we're given.
So how could I possibly grow to be—
Somebody from a world
I never lived in?

We can't.
And, we won't.
Instead, we die.
We burn.
In this hell
We scream.
And, we cry.

But, nobody hears
The call of the child
The one that was tortured
Because she was NEVER in denial!

She never relented; she always remained—
Wild and rebellious
Crazy and untamed!
She believed she was ill.
She was told she was demented.
Because she never could conform
Listen to the rules that society invented!

© 2008-2024 House of Thunder Nicole D'Settēmi

House Of Thunder
Friday, August 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: storm,addiction,mental illness,mood,society
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