Monday, 28 November 2011

The Cycle

He gave me an injection
that almost killed me
and toxic pills
that made me bleed -
I tried to bleach the stains
To keep him from looking.

Mocking pairs who come my way,
Sneering at my dark follower.
I trashed my pass to Fantasia,
And hopped up the Brutal train.
I transferred my pain to energy -
To speed up the grey monster.

What comes after,
What comes after,
Views look familiar,
I looked up far -
Where goes
My buckets of tears?

The train came to a halt -
A screech so sharp,
I paused to see.
There, I was holding
A sharp needle -
A neighbor I almost injured.

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