Sorrow behind bars

Sorrow behind bars

A Poem by Niall Madden

I cant feel,

I am nothing.

As an individual, I have developed into less than human

I enter a room, melancholic halls.

I listen to the decrepit beings, eyelids leaking out the soul.

They contort rapidly with a tearful glance this newfound hell, dance demons dance!

as I drown in my apathy, emotional grasp fleeting,

I die with no suffering I wait now for the devils meeting.

No pain nor hate nor joy, the hollowness is my only vice

Angels laugh, screech even jeer, while I remain flesh on canvased ice


I resurfaced, not alive but I am in being.

I would be thawing in the steam fuelled atmosphere,

seeing blinded rage run red raw in sky's.

Pouring scars of burgundy fluid break clouded judgement,

my warped mind hold no similar cognition's nor superstition.

While other spirits dwell on fell ambition, I am suspended in metallic expression.

Chained hearts sink low due to a stone cold sorrow,

to attain freedom is a wish never granted. .

While imprisoned minds  content on survival a point of view, slanted

their view on life with out the fires of passion like mine is a shell, uncharismatic.

© 2015 Niall Madden


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I understand this poem from different lenses. First it reminded of a serious of poems that I wrote called Sticky Notes where these images your describe I experienced being in a drug induced state for more than 3 weeks in the hospital. In my past when I was on the wrong side of the law I experienced incarceration and all the loneliness an solitude that it brings so in a nutshell I have experienced "sorrow behind bars." In your first set of stanzas I experienced everything that your penned and saw those images on a daily basis. Very good imagery in these stanzas as it was easy for me to conceptualize. You lead us into the second stanza where you packed in more vivid imagery and than end with a brilliant conclusion.


While imprisoned minds content on survival a point of view, slanted
their view on life with out the fires of passion like mine is a shell, uncharismatic.

Many might not understand but because I just lived everything that you penned here, it was crystal clear to me.


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Niall Madden

9 Years Ago

i am extremely glad you were not only able to relate to the poem but to really empathize with the em.. read more



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Very good use of language. I feel a sense of depression and hopelessness, very emotive.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

We can become seriously overwhelmed in situations where we dont feel we fit in; we look at the scenario from the outside then - floating above it like someone who has died - observing it all in the bigger picture and seeing the falsehoods and the pretense necessary for such things to continue. Its hard to keep 'playing' when we have peeked behind the curtain Niall.
This is such a sardonic write but an eloquent one. has to be said...
Thanks for the RR my friend. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Niall Madden

9 Years Ago

Thank you for the review I appreciate it as always, nice to see your return as well :)
I understand this poem from different lenses. First it reminded of a serious of poems that I wrote called Sticky Notes where these images your describe I experienced being in a drug induced state for more than 3 weeks in the hospital. In my past when I was on the wrong side of the law I experienced incarceration and all the loneliness an solitude that it brings so in a nutshell I have experienced "sorrow behind bars." In your first set of stanzas I experienced everything that your penned and saw those images on a daily basis. Very good imagery in these stanzas as it was easy for me to conceptualize. You lead us into the second stanza where you packed in more vivid imagery and than end with a brilliant conclusion.


While imprisoned minds content on survival a point of view, slanted
their view on life with out the fires of passion like mine is a shell, uncharismatic.

Many might not understand but because I just lived everything that you penned here, it was crystal clear to me.


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Niall Madden

9 Years Ago

i am extremely glad you were not only able to relate to the poem but to really empathize with the em.. read more

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