There is a tear right in my head,
and it’s letting bad thoughts out.
Things I have no business thinking,
things I can’t tell you about.
There are slipping into dreams,
and they make me quite insane.
I feel a haze inside my mind;
it is slowly poisoning my brain.
I keep thinking no; I can’t,
but this voice keeps saying yes.
Some day I’m going to hurt someone,
I hear them yelling in distress.
I need to get a needle and thread,
I can sew up that bad tear.
If you want to you can help me,
but these thoughts I should not share.
I’m feeling much better today,
but what’s this blood upon the floor.
Who put those stitches in my head,
I don’t feel any good thoughts anymore.
Author notes
Just a thought: a bad one Artist Unknown.
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Comments
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Wow,
Well penned poet, and this was out of the box indeed!
Thanks for sharing this potent write to read.
All the best to you in the contest, and pen on always!
-Timothy
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