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This Too***
i awakened in a room
that's cold and unfamiliar
the walls are cobwebs that
glisten like silken mirrors
there is no ceiling
there is no floor
only a small oval window
and a waterfall as a door
just outside the window
is a huge redwood tree
in the center of a courtyard
surrounded by daisies
still seconds scratch my eyes
revealing things i've been itching to see
soothing the inherent irritation
that's been aggravating me
my heart began to race
flushed red heat stings my face
the air is hot and thick
and as suffocating as mace
i INHALE deeply
clutching every bronchial for dear life
my breath chopped by thoughts
that slice my senses like a scythe
sometimes life stresses
leave me mentally stuck
different circumstances
same ole rut
as ironic as
the paradox time
i dive deeper into thought
when its something on my mind
Silence is usually
the tell tale prelude
but it is not to be
misconstrued
if you don't understand the silence
you will never comprehend the words
so I surround myself in stillness
until only shallow breaths can be heard
i am sifting sands,with bloody hands
see each breath is killing me
these thoughts confine my shattered mind
in a menagerie of danse macabre
bury me,set me free
so i can live and simply be
me...free...me
from misery
my emotional well has run empty
dry as the lump in my throat
feeling detached and abstract
suspended in mid air,i float
breathe...just breathe
and EXHALE slowly
intensely and intently
eyelids closed, channeling serenity
bury me, beneath a redwood tree
with a smile on my face
Inhale deeply, Exhale slowly
to be transported to an enlightened place
that's cold and unfamiliar
the walls are cobwebs that
glisten like silken mirrors
there is no ceiling
there is no floor
only a small oval window
and a waterfall as a door
just outside the window
is a huge redwood tree
in the center of a courtyard
surrounded by daisies
still seconds scratch my eyes
revealing things i've been itching to see
soothing the inherent irritation
that's been aggravating me
my heart began to race
flushed red heat stings my face
the air is hot and thick
and as suffocating as mace
i INHALE deeply
clutching every bronchial for dear life
my breath chopped by thoughts
that slice my senses like a scythe
sometimes life stresses
leave me mentally stuck
different circumstances
same ole rut
as ironic as
the paradox time
i dive deeper into thought
when its something on my mind
Silence is usually
the tell tale prelude
but it is not to be
misconstrued
if you don't understand the silence
you will never comprehend the words
so I surround myself in stillness
until only shallow breaths can be heard
i am sifting sands,with bloody hands
see each breath is killing me
these thoughts confine my shattered mind
in a menagerie of danse macabre
bury me,set me free
so i can live and simply be
me...free...me
from misery
my emotional well has run empty
dry as the lump in my throat
feeling detached and abstract
suspended in mid air,i float
breathe...just breathe
and EXHALE slowly
intensely and intently
eyelids closed, channeling serenity
bury me, beneath a redwood tree
with a smile on my face
Inhale deeply, Exhale slowly
to be transported to an enlightened place
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