Dark Poetry From A Twisted Mind
Pack Rat
Scattered notebooks
litter every crevice
of my house...
diaries
filled with stories
long-forgotten...
psychotic ramblings
from a time
when I resided
in a mental hospital--
times I wish
I could forget,
but friends
I miss
and will never see again--
some who slit
their wrists,
or vandalized cars,
or threw TV sets
at their mothers,
or set fire to their houses
while their parents were home...
Poems I've written
since I knew how to write,
pictures I've taped or glued
or stapled,
birth certificates,
social security cards...
movie tickets,
expired driver's licenses
I pretended
to have lost,
locks of hair,
old love notes...
things I couldn't
throw away.
Copyright 2018
By Insomnia
litter every crevice
of my house...
diaries
filled with stories
long-forgotten...
psychotic ramblings
from a time
when I resided
in a mental hospital--
times I wish
I could forget,
but friends
I miss
and will never see again--
some who slit
their wrists,
or vandalized cars,
or threw TV sets
at their mothers,
or set fire to their houses
while their parents were home...
Poems I've written
since I knew how to write,
pictures I've taped or glued
or stapled,
birth certificates,
social security cards...
movie tickets,
expired driver's licenses
I pretended
to have lost,
locks of hair,
old love notes...
things I couldn't
throw away.
Copyright 2018
By Insomnia
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