The Colours of My Mind
The Unburdening
He helped himself to the pain
Much as he could handle
It was the one thing they could not control
He grinned, he laughed manically
Then he screamed over and over and over again
He was like a dying man gulping for air
The pain rolled over him in waves
His daily dose being well and truly over
He lay down on the dank wet concrete
Wiping spittle from the corners of his mouth
He looked around and then almost in glee
He ran his tongue over the floor
It bled as he continued dragging it on the jagged concrete
Licking at the water
He bit into his hand
As hard as he could
He just wanted to feel
Something, anything
He watched with jaundiced eyes
As the blood and water seemed to merge as
It ran off together to join the dirt in the drain
Pain was the only thing at hand at the moment
The sound in his head like the engine room of a ship
Getting louder and louder
He had no care in the world
All having left him now
He was just a hollow
He breaks out into a song
He whispers it with his broken tongue
“I want to remove the hurt from your eyes
And the pain from your soul
I want to paint on your breath
And make you whole
I want to remove the emptiness of your touch
Oh I miss you so much”
The song soon ends
The screaming begins and continues until it is a hoarse choking cackle
He is broken
But he but continues…rasping
Till his form looks like a little heap
A sack of dirt
That Nobody dare notice
About this poem
The anguish of man who has lost his fortune and family and punishes himself
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Written on January 10, 2021
Submitted by vino_1 on November 16, 2021
Modified on April 04, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,435 |
Words | 302 |
Stanzas | 11 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 2, 3, 6, 4, 3, 3, 3, 2, 6, 7 |
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