Alienated

I am - Glyph
     I exist only in stone
                    a carved figure - in relief

I hunch over a desk
                    beneath a dull light
Glasses on my face
      So I can see beyond my reality
As I perform
                   The act of engraving
      Myself - My image
                 Maybe my soul
      onto precious stones

Why am I so cold?
                     So alone

As I dance
       Macabre
My powdery wings spread
       Death Head Moth
I am debacle
       of myself
I enter - Personal extinction
I love the Grim Reaper
          He wraps me in His cloak
I am not so Cold
          My Breath - Not so frozen
I feel not so alone
          Maybe - With Him - I will not be Stone
Yet I am - Inanimate
    Only Alive when I am with Death
I've been permanently anesthetized
             Always unconscious
                          Even if I talk
                                Even if I walk
My open eyes are glass
They look at no one
               long ago I was done
Self murder
                Self destruction
It is all one condition
                I was too stricken to live
        Too mutilated - Too disfigured
                       Too tortured
         My hurt was terminal
                       Not just a surface scratch
         I was conceived in an act of:
                           Disaster - Misfortune
         Even before I was alive
         I was doomed to suicide
On my soul - A blemish
          life transformed this damage into:
                                 hemorrhage
          How to heal?
Without a real healer?
                        I do not know
         I met - Malpractice
                       A false face - An illusion
         This transgression
This injustice
          My grievance
I had to eat
             I had to inject myself
                          with strychnine
            For this alkaloid
                 is the only drug
          that keeps me with - impossibilities
   of ghouls
              of vampires
                      of werewolves
Across the arctic wasteland
        where I can exist
the rules here - I truly do understand

Reviews

[Jasmine]

I don't know what to make of this poem. It's obviously well constructed, but I do not understand what you, the writer, meant when you wrote this. Of course, this leaves the poem delightfully open to interpretation, which is pleasing.
You have also created some interesting and original imagery.

[Black Cat Fever]

Yes, this does give one a very alienated feeling reading it. What a painful and nightmarish situation to be in. Nicely done.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Wow, this dark and twisted poem sure has an impact. I can see the alienation in your words and imagery in this. Very powerful! Impressive work here!

[Star Wolf]

Very frightening and painfully dark. This is scary and strange and rather chilling. It has a powerfully feeling of madness in it. It is awesome and amazing, however!!!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Sounds like you have tapped into the mind and heart of a sociopath and expressed how they view the world.