|
Tales From The Asylum - Dark Poetry
Fantasy Artist James studied hard He wanted to work for an advertising agency Designing adverts that would stun the world He loved his art He fell for a girl called Sarah They were together for six months But in time Sarah lost interest She found him a little dull And found somebody else to impress James was devastated and crept silently into his shell He rarely went out and immersed himself in his art He still did his studies and got good marks But nobody notice him slipping away Into a world of his own He started to hear voices Telling him to paint pictures of demons and devils Telling him to start cutting himself His parents took him to see a psychiatrist Who recommended a spell on a mental ward So he could receive the appropriate treatment James was somewhat concerned He didn’t quite grasp what was happening And the voices kept telling him to harm himself So he slashed a knife across his throat They moved him to the Intensive Care Unit He continued to paint his pictures He was moved to long-term care out in the country He continued to paint The only thing that comforted him He still hoped to work in advertising But the world was passing him by His parents still visited every few months But his contact with reality was somewhat limited Such is the life of the mentally ill So take care not to lose touch with your friends Or you too may lose touch with the real world Think of poor James when you are getting married And having children He is lost in his dreams of glory and success Sitting on his bed in a mental asylum Still painting his visions and dreams
Want to return to the index page?
|
