OT: Poetry Review
This may be a bit heavy for some people, in which case stop reading, and my apologies.
My therapist recently suggested, for the millionth time, that when I'm struggling I try to express how I feel through poetry. So I've given it a go, and whilst I feel it expresses my feelings, I'm curious how it sounds to outside person. Obviously I can't read it to you, but I've tried to use grammar to give you the beat of it. Thank you for reading; It's about a particular voice I hear that makes me hurt myself, and often threatens to kill me. I guess in a way, it's written to the voice, about what it does to me, and how I think it'll end. Also, it may sound like it's been written by a 5 year old, but when I'm in these moods, I'm far from capable of great literature.
It's not yet got a title, so suggestions are welcome!
I scream terror at the night
Block the world in fright
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
The nights begin to stack
As I fade into the black
The curtains start to close
As I count up all the lows
The lid begins to shut
As I prepare my tools to cut.
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
I throw a punch
My fingers crunch
I attempt to kick
My feet are slick
With the blood I spill
For one cheap thrill
So I can feel human
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
As you press(trying to re-word this) your creed
I begin to plead
As I beg for death
You force my breath
To stretch my pain
That makes these stains
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
You're a Devil's imposter
Who created this monster
This little dead man walking
This may be a bit heavy for some people, in which case stop reading, and my apologies.
My therapist recently suggested, for the millionth time, that when I'm struggling I try to express how I feel through poetry. So I've given it a go, and whilst I feel it expresses my feelings, I'm curious how it sounds to outside person. Obviously I can't read it to you, but I've tried to use grammar to give you the beat of it. Thank you for reading; It's about a particular voice I hear that makes me hurt myself, and often threatens to kill me. I guess in a way, it's written to the voice, about what it does to me, and how I think it'll end. Also, it may sound like it's been written by a 5 year old, but when I'm in these moods, I'm far from capable of great literature.
It's not yet got a title, so suggestions are welcome!
I scream terror at the night
Block the world in fright
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
The nights begin to stack
As I fade into the black
The curtains start to close
As I count up all the lows
The lid begins to shut
As I prepare my tools to cut.
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
I throw a punch
My fingers crunch
I attempt to kick
My feet are slick
With the blood I spill
For one cheap thrill
So I can feel human
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
As you press(trying to re-word this) your creed
I begin to plead
As I beg for death
You force my breath
To stretch my pain
That makes these stains
And all the while, you watch and smile
At your little dead man walking
You're a Devil's imposter
Who created this monster
This little dead man walking