Peel back the flesh of the twice injected beauty queen
Masses of cockroaches flutter into the air
Vomiting their sick dance of macabre on a single thread
Sewing it’s way into my body
Brain dead on the inside with wide fluttering eyelids
The nightmare of the crimson seeping through
Everyone knows and I trip down a staircase of reality
A mass puddle of brain tissue and blood underneath this corpse
Unraveled thread departs from the two sides of the scars
Gaping wounds glare at me in a twisted clown smile
Fresh red lipstick covers this sumptuous flesh
The pretty porcelain doll unwinds leaving the truth
A pile of limbs wrapped around each other for pitiful comfort
I lay their rocking back and forth to the skipping track
Repeating itself over and over inside me
“It’ll be ok, I promise” “One day it’ll all be ok”
A liar to myself, believer of false hopes
I tricked myself into oblivion and now it feasts upon me
A contest entry
- "Six billion people......Just one name" by ProvehitoInAltum.
300 points, ended March 6, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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amazing
details and the way with words was prefect. I agree with ( sideofthegun ) i could see a clear picture as i read this.
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Jeez!
I love it!!
That was excellent!
I could see an abstract picture as I readthis piece
That was an extrondonary( I spelled that wrong) write!
Gooood luck and very nice job
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