memories of a troubled mind

this is more than a crazythought instead of a poem

"Who are you?"
i ask her
seeing that she resembles me
i tittle my head
and touch her
as she does the same.

some kind of invisible vail
is keepingme from reaching her

why? why are we trapped
on the two sides of a looking glass?
can i be there once?
a mere reflection of someone else?
nothing more than a moving picture
that makes excactly what it want's to make?

does she longs to be free?
free to visit the troubled world
my brain starts hurting
as a nurse opens up my door

i lift my hand and destroy the vail
"come out, come out and play!"
i shout with joy
they pin me down to take a shot
that i sleep after, knowing i must
but at least she is free!
that's all that matters now
and tomorrow i go
to free another soul
and let it fly and soar
to the open sky
that waits to recieve the abandoned.

Reviews

[Wolfwind]

This is one of the type of poems that I think everyone who reads it will see it in their own unique way. I see this as a person constantly trying to free parts of themselves, in hopes that they might finally get free of the place where they are being held at. With every mirror shattered, is one step closer to being free, for the person being held by the nurses will no longer be able to register being caged, if all the mirrors are broken. In a sense, it goes from seeing is believing, to not seeing is disbelieving. If that makes any sense...lol

Very nice! I enjoyed how this one took my mind into strange and new places!

Aaron

[Salar Majak]

thank you alot Aaron! and yes you make perfect sense absolutly perfect sense, and i know exactly what you mean!

[Wolfwind]

Awesome! =)

[dunnia]

this is just the poem i wanted to read..great work ...adding it to my library

[Salar Majak]

awww thanks! i'm glad you like it

[Cara]

nice write

[Salar Majak]

glad you like it

[marie]

I love this the beauty of this poem is profound and the emotion in it run free great job:)

[Salar Majak]

thanks alot :) i'm glad you like it

[marie]

:) no prob

[DrD]

It is incredibly difficult to deal with abstractions of thought and pen them into a readable form with clarity. You have mastered that and have done it extremely well. This is more than an enjoyable read. It's one to enjoy again.

[Salar Majak]

thanks sooo very much Dr.D i'm really glad you enjoyed it

[Siren]

This is wonderfully dark. I really love it. Please keep sharing with us!

[Salar Majak]

thanks, ans i will :)

[Phillitup]

Yes indeed, a trouble mind

[Salar Majak]

hehehehe i know right :P, well that's just me

[Ayvid N]

Musings of a troubled soul...Loved it! Keep writing!

[Salar Majak]

thanks :)

[quinfinn]

crash the mirror and forever release the captured image of that part of you which wishes to be free! this is a common theme in poetry , but few ever carry it off this well. nice write! (go ask Alice)

[Salar Majak]

thanks aloti'm glad you like it Quin,
ask Alice about what?

[Coyote Poetry]

This is amazing poetry. I like the thoughts and the conflict. When the mind lose control. Can land anywhere. I like the desire of sleep. Sleep is where we can set-up dreams and if we are lucky. Find some kind of peace. No weakness in the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Salar Majak]

thanks alot for the reveiw, i'm really glad you liked it and oh about the sleep desire, i totally agree! thanks again