Doctor Death

WARmeetWORLD · 03-15-2006, 09:58 PM

This is my crazy 'Dr. Seus like' poem.

Doctor Death

While I just sit there in my bed,
I seem alright, as so I thought.
As I got up, I saw the creatures,
and so I fought.

Two masked men pinned me up
against the wall,
then came doctor death,
wearing all white, and oh so tall.

With a syringe in his hand,
a grin I could see,
I could hear those whispers,
saying he's out to kill me.

As hard as I struggle,
I cannot get out,
because I cant move my arms,
only my legs move about.

Then, oh my god, it all
comes clear.
I now finally know where I
am and why I'm here.

Now I know why I am in
this white room with padded walls.
Now I know why I hear
deranged screams down the halls.

Voices in my head tell me to do
such wrong and evil while I am trapped.
That's why my arms are in this jacket,
In this jacket, tightly wrapped.

Now madness flows through my mind,
A grin starting to spread from ear to ear.
Now I struggle more and more as
Doctor Death comes ever so near.

And through the neck,
The syringe goes.
And suddenly the world changes,
The world slows.

For a split second, my mind
Tried to make me see.
I've gone through this procedure
Every day, each day this happens to me.

So now my mind starts to drift,
And the voices drown out.
I'm incurable. Pain and
Suffering is all my life's about.