POEM INSANITY, BITCHES

Oct 03, 2008 01:29

Dreamloss

I’ve found a way to forever here
It’s really not that far
But though I hate to admit it, dear
I’m lost without a car.

I see the way to infinity
I can fly above all else
I’m Superman on heroin
I won’t crash and take a hearse.

A dreamscape lies before me now,
Fight monsters and today.
Not paralyzed by anything,
No numbing mindless hate.

My brain turns on, mumbling through
A crude and hasty poem.
My eyes still shut, I realize
I’ve slept all day again

I curse my name, my day of birth
I kick myself again.
Another squandered, wasted day
Like suicide: the end?

From broken guise in sleeping time
A dream-bound warrior.
Must rise again, confront the world
Sickness without a cure.

I sit up, pry open eyes,
I check the clock and scream.
I’ve wasted every single chance
For that primordial dream.

That dream in which I’m not earthbound
Those dreams when I can fly.
I’d rather crash and hit the ground
Than wake and fail to try.

-fin

Has this poem been done before?
I’m rather sure it has.
My rhythm’s off and its all been said
Free verse and all that jazz.
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