Wednesday, 22 May 2013

Poem of the Insane


I thought I would escape
Could escape from this madness
Its tendrils snaking inside my very mind

I thought, I think I thought, at least
And everything’s swirling away
And I’m lost again

There’s nothing quite like the dark
Where the monsters live
Reaching through you

It’s a bleak reality
When you think about it
For too long

The colours all around
Seeping into each other
An obscene spectrum

See the how blind
How detached they are
Let them destroy themselves

I can’t think
Now
My brain stutters

There is nothing
Any longer
But sleep

And the sorrows
Rising
Drowning in despair
And then joining the tide…

3 comments:

  1. this is very very good like seriously wow i love you a lot <3

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  2. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT! A PYRO POEM!
    This is sad, dark and edgy! I love it! Brilliant Pyro!
    I feel inspired now to once more try to writing poetry! XD

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