Dark Thoughts

A Poem by Dirty Frazier

My insanity is my only sanity.

Evil consumes, latched in a straight jacket,
wanna scratch your balls, but ya can't get at it.
Padded room, make it hard to bang ya head,
they laugh at ya kid, but they don't want ya dead.
Electric shock waves, course through your brain,
tied to the chair as your muscles start to strain.
Made to take meds, have your pupils dilated,
brainwashed, reborn, cause your heads vacated.
They take all your senses, but the voices don't go,
its starting to take a toll, paranoia starts ta show.
The lights now the enemy, the dark is just right,
a burning inside, fueled with anger might ignite.
Drugs are bad, unless your forced to take theirs,
speaking in tounges, and no one seems to care.
Was put in hell, for far less then what they do,
best try to hang yourself with the lace from your shoe.

Dark thoughts

Stay inside, as the days turn to weeks,
it's hard to concentrate, cause the bed really squeaks.
There is no phone, no running water
dog i'm feeling like a swine, thats waiting for the slaughter.
Outside raining, and you'll never know,
making deals with ya head, quid pro quo.
Trade a memory for a cut on the arm,
not too deep it wont cause any harm.
Just a little slice, ya think red blood is nice,
so pay the price, better just take his advice.
Whats the problem now, hes kidding cant be serious,
whys he always have to be, so mysterious.
You don't understand why you can't get along,
especially since hes been with you for so long.
Relax and take your pills, there sitting on the shelf
your sitting all alone cause you've been talking to yourself.

Dark Thoughts