overwhelmed
The constant screaming and constant talking
It all begins to get too much
My ears are over heard
My neck begins to burn
I want to rip out my voical cords right out my thoart
I wish to rip open my neck to plung my airway cords
Pluck and play them till their no more
I wish to tear my arm open to watch as I become a volcano
To watch myself gush with mass red dye
I’ll watch myself suffer as if my body isn’t even mine
Oh for it not to be mine, too much chest too much thigh
I want to rip out my stomach, I’m not pretty do not dare to lie
I wish to rip out my hair to make my skull burn
Burn burn burn
Till I’m no more
I’m overwhelmed, over stimulated
This is too much
When is it enough?
Enough, I’ve had enough
The constant screaming and constant talking
It all is way too much.
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Hello SEA!!....this, although it is quite bizarre and VERY gory, has a soft underbelly....where the poet shines through with phrasing that creates imagery that is hard to forget....it sears those images into the minds eye ~
~ "I wish to tear my arm open
to watch as I become a volcano,
to watch myself gush
with mass red dye....."
I know this comes from a place quite dark....but it has a melancholy and that is undeniably crafted by a talented writer!!......I do so hope that writing this helped a bit with your stress!!......I know writing always helps me in times of stress.....ALL STARS!!.....well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE ROCKETS!!.....T xo
Thank you SO much for this comment, it means alot. I appericate the feedback a ton.. and yes writing helps a ton with my stress :)
Thank you again,
A strong worded poem that superbly conveys the overwh, stressed feel when we hear noises everywhere. Kudos for this poem!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.