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CAGED

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Time in a cage

with a toddlers brain

Corpses speeding

down the fast lane


Straining,

complaining

it’s sad when your own madness

becomes entertaining


Rumbling through cabinets

trying to find a clue

The house feels like a prison

and my brain a barren womb


Majestic symmetries in the air

Glowing, flowing then disappear


Dripping, alternating, pulsating emotions

Seemingly breaking out of here

but always just leading back to the middle

of nowhere


Liquid Jesus coercing through my veins

There are so many windows into my shame


I stand cold naked

beside my grave


They are filling my bathtub

with iodine

I climb in

with a little death

behind my eyes


It’s almost time


Nuclear winter will soon be here

then the insects under my arm

will all disappear


I find myself

going nowhere


I feel so weak

I look so frail


Days hang lazily

Dreams are recollections

of a painful submission


Love isn’t just dead

It was murdered

By all of us

But none of us care


Tomorrow is just a promise

that will never arrive

And life itself,

has been nothing

but one cruel lie


Forgive me

Forgive us


I've had enough

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tauratious-bull's avatar

This is so beautifully worded.

Happyhedonic's avatar

Thanks, I really like the imagery in your poems, too.