Mental Case

by Rayne   Jan 17, 2009


Cold sweat breaks
the fever still screams
adrenaline pushes
you further from dreams
throat is tight
as you try to breath in air
but the more you struggle
the more you tare
they all say your crazy
because you swim in crimson
so they strap you in jackets
instead of taking you to prison
you want the voices to stop
so you try to cut them out
but they all just laugh
as you scream and you shout
on the last edge of hope
but the doctors don't try
they just stick you with needles
and watch as you die
they lock you in rooms
with white paddled walls
and leave you alone
with nothing at all
except the one thing
they should have locked up first
they left you with thoughts
and those are the worst

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  • 15 years ago

    by Courtney

    Beautiful.

    I really like the flow and style of this piece.
    My favourite part is the end.
    Probably the last five or six lines.

    Overall, terrific poem.
    Keep up the good work.

    ~Missy