Her Mind

blank verse poem (10 sylables per line)

Her Mind

I find this just a little fucked up
How I can’t understand what’s happening
In my own mother-fucking head, so please
Siphon the insaneness out of my mind.
This mix of pain and pleasure is just vague
A concoction made only for my life
Thrown together by feelingless demons
Cackling and giggling at ones lust
Not even a tear of pure sanity
Could bring me back from this unlit screaming
Screeching, clawing, pushing. I cut to feel.
I’m trying to hard to understand this
This way of life she’s created for me.
Can you ever conceive my misery?
This poor girl can’t even decipher why
She hears the words that don’t just mean a thing.
Reality doesn’t want her with this.
She’ll make her own world to survive
Literally shit lives in her own dream
She lived for the crazy roller coaster.


~Lisa-Marie Anderson