Paranoia
I gazed back at the world as we drove away,
I could feel the wires tightening around my lungs,
Nail upon nail embedded in my coffin.
Skin slit,
A gun triggered,
Is this what I deserve for all that I’ve done?
Did you hear that?
“Show yourself!â€
But no one ever has the nerve to,
They cannot see what is so clear in my eyes,
Which is why this white jacket wraps around me.
I always see the little man,
Trying and failing to hide from my view,
But he scrutinizes every inch of my body,
He knows more than the others do.
But I know,
That my past must be forgotten,
For they have perceptions of my every move,
And perdition awaits me.
Stress
A power drill boring into my brain
Chipping and splitting my being away
It takes contentment and leaves me with pain
I am left asking, “Will I be okay?â€
Youth is extracted, kind thoughts disappear
Time whittles abroad I can see
Concern has partnered with the beast, it’s clear,
I have lost this round, drowned by the sea.
My health is at risk from what fills my plate
The best lifestyle is not within reach.
But could there be a way to change my fate?
Could it all simply freeze? I must beseech.
I open my eyes each day as I wake
Listening as he will tap on my door
He causes my heart to crumble and ache
The devil predicts what I have in store
Bathing with needles that slash at my skin
Weakening the soul, the clock ticks away
Would leaving this labyrinth be a sin?
Before the day has come when I must pay?
Let the world know that I am afraid.