A Bad Trip

A Bad Trip long poem

Tomorrow is another day
Anyway I live for today
If tomorrow never comes
I won’t miss it!

Yesterday has been and gone
Anyone can do what I’ve done
But not what I’m about to do
To you

I’m gonna turn you inside out
And watch you scream and shout
You see you’ve done this once too often
And you think you’ve got off free

But I’ve fooled you once
I’ve fooled you twice
I’ll fool you once again
You’ll see!

You’re finally going to pay
But we’re gonna do it your way
Are you ready to play?

Now the game is called ‘Life’
All the trouble and strife
The pride and the problems
Deceit and the tantrums

How does it feel
To be messed around
Go days on end
Without a sound

Have problems made
Where once were solved
Mind your own business
Don’t get involved

You’re on the brink
Are you gonna sink
Or swim

Your mouth is open
But no sound can be found
Can’t you see
There’s no-one around

The walls are closing in
And there’s no way out
But don’t waste your time
Don’t try to shout

Open your eyes
There’s nobody there
To hear your cries

You’ve found a door
But it’s locked
There’s no key
You try to search
But you can’t see

You drop to the floor
But it’s gone
And you’re falling
It’s a bottomless pit
And you’re not fit
To grace its inky blackness

And then it’s all gone
And you’re all alone
To suffer your thoughts
To live your nightmares
I think that quite fair

Have you had enough
I thought you had
It’s really not that bad

It kind of grows on you
And now I’ve had enough of you
It’s time for you to go
We’ve reached the end of your show

This poem is part of the Poetry Book “Positively Poetic – Volume 1

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on Amazon.co.uk).My words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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