My Poetry - The Words in Your Head

The clouds hung low;

Ominous;

Rolling to and fro

Somewhere a cello plays

As you choke

On the words in your head

Intrusive;

Inclusive;

Freudian slipped into an alternate reality

Thoughts become words;

In a land of broken bones

Thoughts are crime

Lead you astray; Betray;

And the mighty get high

As you cave

© Spiritual Animystical

MEANING:

This poem comes on the heels of finding out that Facebook not only keeps your deleted posts, but also the posts you never post.  They say its because they want to know why you don't post it, but that's BS.  Big Brother is watching... not only what you say but the inner workings of your mind.

My Poetry - Violent Waves

Sometimes I feel

Like I don't understand

What You want me to feel

To love unconditionally in a world filled with hate

I'd rather you just rape my mind

And make me forget

I don't like this world,

I don't like its ways,

I don't like the fact that it's filled with rage

Rights being taken away,

Women being gang raped,

And innocent people being murdered because they're gay

Is this the world that You wanted it to be?

Is this the world You created magnificently?

I'm stuck in an endless haze

Wishing for an apocalypse that kills the rage

Longing for peace amidst violent waves

Why am I stuck?

Why do I have to stay?

© Spiritual Animystical