Insanity Escape

In a small  white room

Four walls and a door

Theres a girl crying softly

on the cold floor

 

Her insanity drove her

to the unknown

I tried to save her

But she wouldn't go home

 

Angels and demons

Battle for her soul

Killing her  inside

she doesn't feel whole

 

her hair is in tangles

her eyes blood red

she is weeping softly

the demons got to her head

 

 

A small white room

Four walls a door

Drives her insine

And tempts her more

 

Pacing softy

side ti side

She wanders father

Insanity's inside

 

She battles alone

She won't let you in

Torn broken wings

from demons who win

 

She feels her feathers softly

handles with care

makes sure their pretty

then soars through the air

 

There in thecorner

My broken angel dies

Nobody could help her

they ignored her cries

Reviews

[deadlysilence]

amazing imagery good job

[MetBySunlight]

This is really beautiful and strong. It's awesome (:

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Breaks the heart to read this. Very emotional read. Great job!

[Inyourshadow]

As a sufferer I feel for this fallen angel possessed by demons she is spoken of so softly and so tenderly as if speaking if oneself in third person. Help is not always that easy to obtain when the pain is not visible or treatable with a pill. Love the way you handled the issue of insanity, keep them coming.

As Butterfly said a few errors and spaces missed between words nut not do major as to distract from the powerful emotions of this poem.

[Audrey Howitt]

Nice read!

[Dark Dancer (Grass Seed..]

I love the poem!
I could imagine everything!
This is my favorite poem EVER

[KAREN]

Very sad and real intense! Nicely done!

[Chris]

You had a fair bit to say... and flaws detract.

Worth the listening.

[emma]

great read! the flow of the poem was easy and effortless. and i liked the imagery a lot. very nice descriptions.

[daydreamer]

good writing. the helplessness of the central character is well captured. there are few spell checks required may be due to oversight:) all in all a good poem