Asylum

Asylum

A Poem by Sky

Unraveling
Unwinding
The glue falls from the binding
The crimson threads
flow from my head
My wrists, my hands, there is no denying
The inevitable,
The insane
This very inhumane game
Why, I make no sense anymore
Why, I feel no life anymore
Why, I see no light anymore
Why, the voices
Why, the voices,
Why, the voices in my head
They scream
FOREVERMORE
Twisting and writhing,
The tearing of the binding
The pages flutter to the ground
The moths they flutter all around
I think I have gone quite insane
I think that I can touch my brain
Well, why are they running away?
"Hello and goodbye!" is all I want to say!
Gunmetal glinting in the moonlight                                                                                                                  
A bang and a flash to light up the night
Oh, my eyes, why can't I see?
Oh, my ears, I cannot seem
To hear the sounds of tormented laughter
The background music that fills my brain
I cannot see the eerie shadows
that shiver and linger and stretch their fingers
To touch me, to grab me, to snatch me away
No! Don't let them take me away!
No! I cannot go today!
No! There is too much for me still to say!
And as I sit and as I wonder
What it would be like wander
Up and down the streets of town
With my thoughts pouring from my mouth
And my ears taped to my knees?
See, I am not making any sense!
I am bibbling, babbling, good and gone and gabbling
I wish to see,
I wish for sight
I wish to not be sick tonight
I wish to be free from the shivering shadows
and whispering screams
I wish to stretch my lips in a smile
that is not insane
It is not insane                                                                                                                                                     
I wish to leave this padded cell
I wish to find a place that's home
White picket fence
A cat and a dog
No gunmetal glinting
No flash and bang
No unraveling threads
being pulled from my brain
I wish I may
Yes, I wish for light
I wish to have some sanity tonight
Tonight.

© 2017 Sky


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This left me gobsmacked. Holy...I don't know what to say. This rings of Edgar Allan Poe, but in such a real and contemporary way. This is a startling walk through the mind. I could really feel the desire to end the "madness" and to make it through to daylight. There is certainly an air of impending doom, of worse yet to come. I just want to grab hold of that person, yank them out of their cell and hide them away.

I cannot see the eerie shadows
that shiver and linger and stretch their fingers

So so so this. So deep.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This piece left me speechless. It gave me a major reminder of The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe and a story from Stephen King. Very nicely done.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"The inevitable,
The insane
This very inhumane game"

When I read that I felt chills! and the ending?? Just wow.

Thanks for sharing!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This left me gobsmacked. Holy...I don't know what to say. This rings of Edgar Allan Poe, but in such a real and contemporary way. This is a startling walk through the mind. I could really feel the desire to end the "madness" and to make it through to daylight. There is certainly an air of impending doom, of worse yet to come. I just want to grab hold of that person, yank them out of their cell and hide them away.

I cannot see the eerie shadows
that shiver and linger and stretch their fingers

So so so this. So deep.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Sky
Sky

Canandaigua, NY



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I am an 18-year-old in her first year of college, I've been writing for most of my life and will probably never stop. I also love art and hope to be a graphic designer someday. My top three favorite .. more..

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