26 October 2014

they said you had to go

you drive me insane
I'm losing my mind
I'm not thinking straight
stay out of my head
it's dark, frightening
hiding in my bed
hear voices whisper
can't make out what's said

bad thoughts caving in
it's pain I'm craving
quicken the heart rate
let me wear your skin
feel your life essence
forgive as I sin
your body's in shreds
and soon you'll be dead

Octameter Poem
Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince

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