Electric Feel Poem by Tess Connor

When everyone turns their backs on me, when the world leaves me for dead
I recall all forbidden memories; try to remember what was said
All life’s lessons, all the rules, the things I’m meant to know
Somehow escape my muddled mind; fear and tension begin to grow
I’m left here all alone, alone here in the cold gloom
Not knowing what I could come to face, now knowing what’s ahead so soon
Hoping for some guidance to come, to appear from the underground
No one is here to protect me from it, no one in my sight at all, no one around
Too scary for me to handle, I can’t stand being so afraid
I’d rather be dead than in this mess, I’d rather be in my own grave
I plug in my hair dryer, to dry my un-wet hair
Soon I’ll be plunging to my watery death, as soon as I just don’t care
I jump into the bathtub and I flick the little white switch
Feel the last buzz of life, as the electricity makes my body twitch