Mental Case Poem by Madison Farley

Mental Case



The voices...
The ones in my head
Make me wish to rather be dead
The blade it speaks to me
Forces me to use it and
Become the monster I do not wish to be
That first cut changed everything in me
I saw my red blood, and felt
A sort of satisfaction
From my act of self
bodily mutilation.
My whole self was replaced.
By something dark and dangerous
Those feelings i for so long suppressed
Are now loose and cause me great stress
My head, it's spinning...
My desires always winning.
I want it
I crave it
I need it..
My blades feeds
On my blood and pain,
Makes my heart strain
Its too hard to try and change,
For the rest of my days,
I will feel this way

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 14 April 2013

A man can not change his nature. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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