The Last word

Self destruction is the minds construction
Gradually building with every heartbeat
Like an internal tornado pulling from inside
Until it brings certain death

Electrodes pulsing through my brain
5000 volts with every beat
Can my body take the anymore of this?
But it seems I’m plugged into the mains
Resilience fights against resistance
Nowhere to turn, no weapons at hand
So I run, I run, I run trying to escape the madness

Take your pills they said, but I know it’s a trick
For the pills are the chains that hold me here
I’m looking for someone you see
Someone dear to me
I lost them many years ago now
But I know they are searching for me
The person I am searching for is me
The real me, the true me
Not the fabricated mess of a man you see before you
And when I find him you will see the real me
A man who is true and with integrity and hope


The lightning strikes once more in my brain
Driving me back down to the floor
Slowly draining at my resolve….or so they think
But I charge myself from the current
Desperate to gain control of my movements
And my bodily functions

Now the pain has stopped and I’m alone once more
It’s quiet and peaceful and I feel at ease
The light slowly begins to fade until total darkness surrounds me
The buzzing in my ears also fades until it is no more
I feel myself falling, falling, falling but I am not afraid
Slowly, I feel my body shutting down
And for these final few moments I find what I have been searching for
I find myself again and we are happy as we entwine
To become one once more……for eternity
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Posted: Nov 2009

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