Insanity is everywhere, I see it staring at my mouth.........
Flashes of denial campaign undiscovered in my ears while laughter sounds out like static from a land where words expose their wonder. What lies beneath waves of pleading promises that lie touching my heart like winds of change bring on thunder?
Has my existence flown to find the answers inside of years up on the silent mountaintop that I once called my home? I find that now I live with chaos looking in my windows at every single hollow place it sees when I am sitting all alone.
Insanity is everywhere I see it staring at my mouth as honesty spews on everything I deny to be, while in all of my despair I hear words laughing out at me. I breathe in deep then lift the voice with which I write and wait........ for my pen to bleed.
"Insanity is everywhere
I see it staring at my mouth
as honesty spews on everything
I deny to be,
while in all of my despair
I hear words
laughing out at me."
Sometimes I feel like I am insane with all the thoughts that swirl around in my head. I think one thing but contradict it with another. What seems to be truth is stirred up into my own reality so that I can no longer decipher what is what. This line, among all others in the poem, I can relate to the most. I think everybody feels insane at one point in their life.
Posted 12 Years Ago
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12 Years Ago
Thank you for this wonderful review E.V. :)
12 Years Ago
It is my sincere pleasure to review your work, Neva.
I liked the idea of insanity peaking in the windows and almost permeating every aspect of the speakers life. I can certainly relate to that feeling and I think that many others here would probably agree with me.
I think that you could once again take a look at the ending and maybe editing it. I think that you could align it with the originality of the thought you had with insanity peaking in the windows.
As disturbing as it kind of is, I really get the intense, or appreciate the detailed and extremely visual, idea of "Insanity" staring at one's mouth. And what interesting artwork you've chosen. You never fail to bring it all the way.
So often when i read your writing, i want to send you a hug, share a glass of wine or coffee with you, just sit and chat at while. Your words here do the same as ever, theyre somehow spiralling from hurt to chaos, to pain to indecision and they work into me with more than words can normally do. Your heart cries, your thoughts fly.. and your poems - like the picture, bleed from the page.
Youn have suffered much in this life for sure much more than any I can think of Yet your soul still writes beautiful things bravo you are a blessed soul.I would stand for you as character witness when the pearly gates call.
Emotions become very volatile when we keep them in that is why writing is so therapeutic... oh and yes insanity is everywhere... I think we all have it on some level, just some more than others.
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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