January 22, 2008: The Last Laugh
The laughter that consumes my mind and body,
ravages me from within
Tethered, I lie shrouded in white expanses
stained with the red of my insanity
The room echoes, a laugh shreds away at the
air, deep cackles that grapple at my heart
Everything is questioned; my existence, my lack
of existence, seriousness
My smile is shrouded in scars of my choices, of
my wrong doings that I thought were right
Ha. Ha. Ha.
You might join me for a weep, giggles are the
acoustics, screams the accompaniment
Michelle, I gaze in the abyss of my soul and
grapple for your grace, your smile
Smiles are my biggest fear now, am I afraid of
you?
Dancing with the devil in the pale Moonlight.
Matilda. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Ha.
I am relaxed, the picture fades and yet becomes
so clear, I can see
The bottle rolls on the floor, away from my
cold fingertips, never felt more alive
“The part where I relieve you, the little
people, of the burden of your failed and useless lives
My plastic surgeon always said: if you have to
go, go smiling”
I refuse
Do you think I am funny yet, did you laugh
I am alive, free
Ha.
-The End
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