straight jacket

06/2011

I'm a thespian in my own phantasmagoria

a runner in this marathon of subconsciousness

slowly weaving this tale of sycophancy 

I am my own tragedian on the stage of my mind

a artist of mass self destruction

painting horrors on the canvas of my insides

I am the creator of this ornament of affliction 

a architect designing this projection of a fiasco

building these walls to contain utter obscurity 

how I wish I could awake from this chimera

that these spawned malignant spirits would release me

to what remains of this disintegrated existence

but I can't come back to reality

the bars of this dream are to strong

illusion had become my actuality

this vagueness is now my verity

Reviews

[TJ]

First of all I gotta say the picture you chose for this one was awesome lol
This insanity laden piece was wonderfully written.

"but I can't come back to reality
the bars of this dream are to strong
illusion had become my actuality"
These three lines are just genius!

Very imaginative and vivid write!!

[KimLove "The Beautiful ..]

Josh this is a very well written poem. I can relate too I like Tim just love the verse "but I can't come back to reality
the bars of this dream are to strong
illusion had become my actuality"

Perfect..

[writing mojo]

Are we neighbors? I think I rent the same place in my head you discuss in this beautiful map of word anatomy, what bone homed connects to what bone you own in this skeletal fright life inside as this brain stained poetry?.....amazing stuff

[ब्र&#..]

This was a really great poem, great imagery! amazing write
alltid
-Meja Malina