creation for the criminally insane

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Open Poetry #15

creation for the criminally insane

staybellmined
Junior Member

since 2001-07-29

Posts 21
insanity, usa (killeen,tx)

0 posted 2001-08-09 12:15 PM

in a world of pain and sorrow
I was born with no soul or mind
through a windswept tube of emptyness
into a blackend closet I now find
hidden by my doubts and fears
was the door I never found
muted by my shouts for years
I felt the silence of my sound
and yet the folds of my brain
struggle to find the exit and leave
as words combine into a popourri blend
greatness and failure yet to acheive
still those voices argue and fight
creating a mess of thoughts and emotions
darkness amongst a blood red night
kneeling before an altar to make devotions
as the sins and terror that cauterize my heart
smolder in the evening air for all to see
I cry the tear that is all you left behind
cause no one knows just how I came to be

and its a tear that shows who I became
a wall behind which I hide my shame
secrets I keep to evade my name
the only thing I have to share blame

the darkness that you gave to me
is a shadow I've yet to remove
cause I can't and I won't fade away
though I know I should approve
it's the approval that I can't take
the walk away I've lost attitude for sure
you were the only thing I loved in life
the only thing that to me was pure
so how can I walk away when I still love you
I don't know how and don't know when
but somehow I'll know what must be done
but I'll cross that bridge only then

SmittenKitten
Senior Member

since 2001-06-20

Posts 1131
where the sky and horizon meet

1 posted 2001-08-09 12:46 PM

Interesting poem...it flows well and the rhyme really brings it all together. It's definitely one that needs to be thought over. There's a very reflective mood to it. I enjoyed it!
~Krista

"Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you.
And all you can do is to go where they can find you."
~Winnie the Pooh

wpwpoet
Member

since 2001-07-25

Posts 99

2 posted 2001-08-09 08:14 AM

very intense...
wpwpoet

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