and is hissing like crazy
my eyes are red
the serpent’s poison
has entered
my bloodstream
and I am thrashing about
from the pain
life is so horrible
why can’t it leave
me alone
why this wickedness
towards me
what did I do?
and is hissing like crazy
my eyes are red
the serpent’s poison
has entered
my bloodstream
and I am thrashing about
from the pain
life is so horrible
why can’t it leave
me alone
why this wickedness
towards me
what did I do?
and although
I was hospitalised
my mind hasn’t
returned to me
everything has
become a strain
life is now a big pain
my brain under stress
appears to have
collapsed
I don’t know
what will happen
to me
my happiness is
being washed away
with the rain
at home now
I sit staring
at things
and feel like
a thing myself
I don’t know
what I’m going
to do
more and more
I just feel that
death would be
better than life.
and then something cracks
within you
and you turn into a ghost
and you wander the streets
like living death
and it is there
right from the beginning
from childhood
the heart gripped
by alien hands
cowardly claws clutch
at your throat
and evil blows
your mind out
like fire
and all that is left
of you now
are ashes.
in the sun
in the sunset
you’ve seen horror
and beauty
you have had
your feet burned
by the scalding road
and they have
been kissed
by cool water
though pain
is always
in your heart
love too is there
it is the torch
that lights the way.
you don’t know their hidden lives
their motives
their pain their joy
you don’t know your father
your mother
your brother your sister
your neighbour
your husband your wife
your children
your friends
your enemies
even yourself
we are a world of strangers
and strangeness
and estrangement
and we are disoriented
and disconnected
and like balloons
we burst.
in a child
it is something
you can excuse
because kids
are immature
and can’t distinguish
right from wrong
but in an adult
it is inexcusable
as you’re dealing
with someone
who can tell
good from evil
but is given over
to acts of cruelty
these are people
you need to
stand up to
and confront
or they will try
and hurt you again
and for no fault
of yours
you will have to
bear the pain.
mania is coiled
like a serpent
in my brain
and I lose my trail
from moment
to moment
life doesn’t help
it is fast asleep
totally indifferent
and here I am
thrown against
walls again
and again
screaming
in bewilderment
bleeding
in pain
and I feel calm
only as I die
because
I become
a bird
and begin
to fly.
you make me want to whip you
I was in such a mess this morning
my brain kept coming out of my ears
and it was such a struggle to push it back in
I am still in pain my eyes cloud over
and blood starts flowing out of them
soon I can’t see anything and run
till I feel dizzy and fall
beginning to lose consciousness
I know my body is there
but it weakens and death
takes my last breath.
the world can seem
in a moment
like all human rage
and violence
were directed
against you
slowly vapourising
your body
your mind
rags of language
are of no use
when everyone
looks strangely
at you
as though you
were some
mythical creature
come to existence
to fade away
only you know
the pain
only you know
how it feels
to lose your life
because it is yours
and no one else’s
only you know
these evil people
their network
how they work
trying to kill you
and you die
fighting them
now with your
near invisible fists
throwing punch
after punch
at this
multitudinous
devil.
dead and alive
it is our combined sorrows
all our trauma all our pain
and where I live
it is monsoon
all year round
and I ponder about those
who are gone
every life form
all the hurt they experienced
and I am sad
I am not happy
with this existence
what do we do
with all this agony
and every drop falling
from the sky
rubs it in
and I am forced to think
of the suffering
on and on
and I wish
I was struck by lightning
that would put an end
to this torture of living.