NERVOUS BLEEDING IN MY BRAIN (POETRY W/AUDIO) RATED R

This poem is 10 years old! Hope you enjoy it! I’ve refurbished it ❤
How Fiction Taught Me To Be a Good Person – BookNotes and FootMarks

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My Dr. told me I had a nervous bleeding in my brain

The judge told me I was criminally insane

I knew some of my crazy was from the cocaine

See I’ve had my lover tied up in the basement for, only God knows when

I looked at him and said…

YOU WILL STAY WITH ME AND YOU’LL STAY UNTIL THE VERY END

How Fiction Taught Me To Be a Good Person – BookNotes and FootMarks

Crying clowns and morbid sounds

Crows above

And blood filled tubs 

Mask and cutting glass

Black moons and poison mushrooms

Empty rooms filled with witches brooms

A jackals tale seeing acid trails

A dirty deed planted with demonic seeds

A haunted trust with piercing thrusts

Gagged with rags and gasoline bags

Heart melting eyes singing cryptic lullabies

Tormented mimes with twisted spines

Sickening rhymes with catholic chimes

A fantasy reversed with a witches curse

A dog moon with hidden rooms

A serpent’s tail stuffed with human cells

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    1. I shocked myself! Lol, I watched too many episodes of Snapped on the Oxygen channel about women who kill their lovers on this particular night, so of course I wrote about it. It was a fun peice.

      Thanks for visiting again 💛

      1. Of course it is, and killing one’s husband is a bad option inasmuch as people have all the worthy reasons.. You’re most welcome, dearest. ❤

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