I hear a flitter in my head
A page turns
Book backwards
Thousands of butterfly wings
Lie inside my skull
No use for a brain
Slightly sick instead
Nervous, anxious flutters
Like my heart without sleep
Photo album of colours
Flipping past me
Kisses on my eyes
Supposedly it hurts
But I don't feel a thing
Except this pressure
Too many beings to house
In a cocoon
They try to break free
They spurt out my nose
My mouth opens a spew of colours
Reds and greens, yellows and blues
I feel my toes twitch
My nails, they change
Creeping out my skin
I let the butterflies sweat
My eyelids droop
As I feel peace inside
A contest entry
- { depression/ suicide} by Angel Eyed Baby.
702 points, ended December 22, 2008, 67 entries
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Comments
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okay...... interesting... but honestly.... It does not make sense to a certain extent. It was wrote well in terms of words and such it just does not make proper sense.
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Really interesting, whats it about??
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yeah.... i don't really know.
lol
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