Twisted Hedonist
Live life through these wordsread these thoughts,
ridiculously absurd
how can one truly feel this way?
severed from the umbilical cord,
lead happily astray
Some twisted Hedonist
who needs to relish and squirm
pushed to extremes,
there is no release
guess I will never learn
Too isolated for my own good
misunderstood for all I stand
can't pull the rug out from me,
I'll do that myself, willingly
living like a ward
truthfully, extremely bored
sadly knowing,
there is nothing more in store
Why in the world would anyone
be drawn to something this bland?
this man, filled with such self revulsion,
that sometimes he can barely even stand?
when does the joke simply become fact?
drained, maimed, strange, blamed
honesty 'pile-drived' and waylaid?
how long does it take the straightest road
to eventually crack?
mathiasthom
written 7/15/09
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