Memoirs of Malfunction (Part I)
Today turned white but Christmas has already gone . . .
Just my luck my wish postponed.
Out of sorts from the night before,
She and sleep visit but never commit.
Zombie walking,
My emotion taken last night when you eloped . . . guess I'm truly alone.
I had time to kill but she had bells to answer,
All my guts are spilled . . .
Solitude lasts forever.
Oblivion is comfort I'm coming to close to,
Dead and lifeless this duration . . . am I not human?
End this experiment lest the data put an end to me,
A hospital's prayer endureth not tragedy.
Systematic forgetfulness and insensitivty . . .
Sanity slipping from grasp.
Surrender whispers through the breeze,
Taunting my demise as day turns to night.
Unsound sleep yields no relief.
Love has flown the coup, leaving my baskets empty . . .
Truth hits harder without her arms.
The bitter taste of heartbreak begins the cycle of restless respite again.
Death a small price to pay for a lifetime of misery.
Just my luck my wish postponed.
Out of sorts from the night before,
She and sleep visit but never commit.
Zombie walking,
My emotion taken last night when you eloped . . . guess I'm truly alone.
I had time to kill but she had bells to answer,
All my guts are spilled . . .
Solitude lasts forever.
Oblivion is comfort I'm coming to close to,
Dead and lifeless this duration . . . am I not human?
End this experiment lest the data put an end to me,
A hospital's prayer endureth not tragedy.
Systematic forgetfulness and insensitivty . . .
Sanity slipping from grasp.
Surrender whispers through the breeze,
Taunting my demise as day turns to night.
Unsound sleep yields no relief.
Love has flown the coup, leaving my baskets empty . . .
Truth hits harder without her arms.
The bitter taste of heartbreak begins the cycle of restless respite again.
Death a small price to pay for a lifetime of misery.
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