A CLOSE CALL
a snake shed it’s skin outside a burrow
left it there like it was borrowed
pale and opaque it stares
must be one of nature’s nightmares
a close call to our soul
our thoughts eats us up like mole
life offers only detrimental happiness
existence so worthless and meaningless
a close call, a nearly miss
death comes with thousand steeze
a loud chime when your time’s up
like a firm cock, you will drop
a meaningful pain, meaningless joy
a ploy to euthanize with coy
sorrows are forever established
all souls are born to be perished
normalcy should be bargained
my mind is at it again
how can I wave off these thoughts
they might make my blood clot
alas! there goes my sanity
I swam too long in life’s calamity
my thought process needs to be in captivity
an immerse activity
@talk2leigh
(X & insta)
8:17pm
23 Aug 2026
This one feels like a direct confrontation with the darker side of the mind. The snake shedding its skin at the beginning almost feels like a symbol of transformation, but instead of rebirth, the poem takes us into thoughts about mortality, pain, and the struggle to hold onto sanity. “I swam too long in life’s calamity” really stood out to me—it captures the feeling of being overwhelmed by everything life has thrown at you. Very intense and thought-provoking piece. 🖤
ReplyDeleteJosh aka Joshstitches