Strap My Straightjacket Tight Poem by charlotte marie peachey

When you lay me down to sleep,
ignore the tears I sadly weep.
Ignore the raging screams I cry,
ignore my shouts and questions why?
Ignore my eyes that plead to you,
ignore my Demon shining through.

Strap my jacket nice and tight,
Inject my meds to calm my night.
Ticking clock and gleaning sweat,
the twilight thoughts of lost regret.
Voices rage to fill my mind
and bleed into the shadows blind.

Taunting, tainting, makes me weak,
ignore seductive lies they speak.
Suppress my Demon breaking through,
beware the dreams he’ll promise you.
Beware his words of honey gold
and watch his games and lies unfold.

Warped distortions to my eyes
in worlds that burn and all that dies.
See beyond the looking glass,
sibyllic dreams that come to pass.
I can but watch as futures change
and shift within my vision’s range.

I can’t affect the hand of fate,
events unfold and so I wait.
With but a touch, I’ll see your heart
and know what tears your soul apart,
see your thoughts and life unfold
and know the secrets that you hold.

I don’t feel safe to be around,
It’s why I’m here so tightly bound.
Call me prophet, call me mad,
I’m lost in all the dreams I’ve had.
Kindly strap my jacket tight,
and bid to me a warm good night.