What Little Sanity Remained

I’m tearing the skin

From my face

And I think you should know

That it’s all for you

 

You see

There’s a head in my room

That’s waiting to be painted

 

And

Don’t take this the wrong way

But

 

Though I may come back

I probably won’t

 

 

I’m listening to an album

Called

Self-Destructive Pattern

And wondering

If this is indicative

Conclusive

Of there being

Something…

                                Wrong.

 

 

I’m tearing the skin

From my hands

And I think you should know

It’s just because it makes me feel

Powerful

Makes me feel

Real

Makes me feel anything at all.

 

You see

There’s a bag of hair in my room

Waiting to be…

Well whatever it is you do with hair

 

Made into a wig?

 

 

I’m listening to an album

Called

Palmless Prayer / Mass Murder Refrain

And wondering

About what this means

For us.

 

 

I’m tearing the skin

From my eyelids

And I think you should know

It’s because I just looked up

And saw her in your arms

And I think

I’m finally losing it

 

What little sanity remained.

Author's Note

Self-Destructive Pattern is a Spineshank album and Palmless Prayer / Mass Murder Refrain is MONO & Worlds End Girlfriend. If you care. :)

Reviews

[VintageHottie]

I'm tearing the skin

From my hands

And I think you should know

It's just because it makes me feel

Powerful

Makes me feel

Real

Makes me feel anything at all.

Wow.... you have written so much emotion here that I couldn't help but think that this is what I have been trying to write on paper for so long!!!
I enjoyed reading this!! Thank you for sharing..

[Chirpy!]

I love reading your poems.

[Kerry]

I agree with all of the previous reviews - so much so that I can't think of anything more to add other than: Well done! The imagery is outstanding. Loved this!

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

oh you describe the agony of the betrayed so well.. and you have small moments inside the visceral images that give a sort of dark laugh:


You see

There's a bag of hair in my room

Waiting to be�

Well whatever it is you do with hair


Made into a wig?


that is funny! but also shows that while the narrator has lost a lot, she hasn't lost her sense of self, and can even laugh, bitterly, but laugh - and that shows that she'll come out of it

[Beatrice Mars]

Great write! This creates some seriously disturbing images....