Psychosis

Psychosis – by yours truly.

The Misery, crazy as it may seem
knocking senses to the floor, 
grabs them by their sweaty throats
Kisses a kiss, violent and cruel
To subdue the torrent of rising screams


Waking up on weakened knees
I hit pavement as Alarms screech
Face contorts to feign normality,
Inflection, again, eludes care or note,
Bloody struggles rage behind the screen


Honing barbarous skills within
It plunges the knife, pushing in deep
And slowly makes a searing twist
Till I can bear no more; cry & howl
For the Gods that never did exist.



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