Paranoia Poems
beholding
by Alexander Palmer
ceaseless watcher, behold your triumph,
apathetic eyes prying into weary flesh,
the beholding, isn't it an accurate name?
you have seized what little I had left.
and as I step onto the street,
I feel them stare into my every thought,
every dark impulse, every light deceit,
all this and more finally, horribly caught.
......
Consistency
by Ellison Mane
Relentless in it's resistance
It has branded me.
Imbedded within;
It defines me.
Momentary lapses and
Optimism
Face-off in a battle for
Constance.
......
Checkmate
by Lauren Tilley
I am a disaster,
Wallowing in self pity.
Delusions strong,
Paranoia in overdrive,
I am stalemate.
Stagnant.
Watching life pass
And I cannot move.
No dreams nor nightmares,
Lite hurts.
......
Storm on me
by Priyanka Roy
Storm on me
Uproot me from my depression
Let every tear roll down my body
Rinsing, washing out memories
In blotches
White paper boats, vying
crashing against my chest
of dripping honey
a heavy sigh
of inhibitions, paranoia,
......
Pied Piper
by Rukudzo Kachambgwa
beware the pied piper
he doesn't really care for your rodent problems
he really just wants to steal your kids
the mice, rats, and hamsters are just the perfect front he needs.
Inside voices
by Sarah Abdulla
“Shhh, don’t speak”, she whispers
in my ear, the sound of her words
so sharp they pierce my ears.
“They’ll know what to take if you speak”,
she tells me, but I have chosen to
ignore her cautious words.
There is a salty taste in my mouth,
watery drops spilling from my
eyes, I’m crying.
The voices are taunting me
......
Tea of poison
by F O
Paranoia, oh lost friend,
Come back to me,
And we'll have a tea of poison or two
As we fall in the void of nothingness,
You and I we'll shiver with emptiness,
For Paranoia makes me cry,
but today she's going to make me pry
As you tell me how I'm falling apart
I'll tell you, honey, I've only just started,
this train wreck is so much more to come
......
Checkmate
by Lauren Tilley
I am a disaster,
Wallowing in self pity.
Delusions strong,
Paranoia in overdrive,
I am stalemate.
Stagnant.
Watching life pass
And I cannot move.
No dreams nor nightmares,
Lite hurts.
......
beholding
by Alexander Palmer
ceaseless watcher, behold your triumph,
apathetic eyes prying into weary flesh,
the beholding, isn't it an accurate name?
you have seized what little I had left.
and as I step onto the street,
I feel them stare into my every thought,
every dark impulse, every light deceit,
all this and more finally, horribly caught.
......
Consistency
by Ellison Mane
Relentless in it's resistance
It has branded me.
Imbedded within;
It defines me.
Momentary lapses and
Optimism
Face-off in a battle for
Constance.
......
