Monster

Its Raskolnikov

Mental havoc,

Have I been locked in my brain's attic?

Creative disillusion,

Was I ever here or just a delusion?

Have I been part of my own thoughts' prostitution?

 

If it killed me would you help me through?

Could you let me make my way to you?

I need a therapist,

I think the best kind would be a friend,

One who's just like you,

One who knows I'm a fool and I'm not so cool,

One who knows I can see all the hues too,

One who knows, 

All the vices of me but knows my intentions are true,

 

I have problems that I don't know,

But I can change cause I can grow,

And I know I don't deserve you,

I keep tearing this love to pieces,

Still you say, "It's ok, my loving patient, my greatest displacement, my ex-lover,

I'll love you again cause I know you can", 

With that love I can recover,

But I still need you cause I'm just a man,

 

All those dangerous thoughts,

They led to fires I can't have lit,

And I really love you,

And I have a monster inside,

But I need you to help me find it,

That love is the fuel to my life that much I can assure,

I don't want to end myself anymore,

But it doesn't seem like I have much more in store,

 

P.S. If you have a moment please look at my previous poem, "Again", and give me some feedback (positive or negative). I'd really appreciate it. 

 

 

 

  • Author: Raskolnikov (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 17th, 2017 23:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: Everyone needs friends and love. This I drew from a past relationship and recent realizations of several major personal flaws. I hope you like it.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 52
  • Users favorite of this poem: Stumped
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  • Stumped

    I know how you feel dude. I hope you can't sort all those crazy thoughts out. Great poem.

    • Its Raskolnikov

      Thanks, appreciate it

      • Stumped

        Oh sorry I accidentally said can't. I meant can.

        • Its Raskolnikov

          Lol, yeah, I figured that's what you meant

        • FredPeyer

          Excellent R., and two words in your poem seem to apply to a lot of us here: Creative disillusion! Well, can't talk for the others, only me then!

          • Its Raskolnikov

            Ha, yeah, this place is great. It's an terrific outlet. Thanks

          • Michael Edwards

            I am not usually a lover of poems about personal experiences (the woe is me genre) nut this one is so well written it really comes off. Will look at your previous posting.



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