Possessed I & II

two combined poems

Possessed

Here I lay awake in bed
whispers something in my head
can't sleep can't breath can't smoke can't eat
it's like I’m numb from head to feet

A heavy stone over my chest
makes me want to cut my wrest
acting mad with death obsessed
Touched by a demon am I possessed?

Beats my heart as loud as thunder
numb is the skin and there's nothing under
I feel so hallow I feel so pale and old
it maybe summer but I am so cold

Any more I don’t see the twilight star
hear no music of my guitar
acting mad with death obsessed
Touched by a demon am I possessed?

Soul relief when god's name I say
though I'm lost and hardly pray

-=Possessed II=-

 

I welcome back that other side of me

Nor he is homeless nor I'm free

 

Empty I've been I felled that with love that was fake

Exorcism form my demon only gave me grief and heartache

 

Path of love no more I take lost I rather be

I closed my eyes I found out the answer and now I can see

 

Those whispering voices in my head

Awake and thoughtless I lay in bed

 

Acting mad with death obsessed
Touched by a demon I am possessed

 

October has came and it's getting colder

No longer I feel older

Voices may ask but then never gave me an order

 

Possessed by a demon that only I have made

That can live through sunshine though sunshine will fade

 

A heavy stone over my chest
stopped my bleeding yet gave me no rest

 

Singing lullabies until the dawn

Fixed my heart hole by a dark black stone

 

 

Acting mad with death obsessed
Touched by a demon I am possessed

 

Of this demon redemption looks harder

Than an angle he is more closer

Thanks to him love I seek no further

 

Burns my hate

Living my fate

 

Breathing my air

Sharing my nightmare

 

For this moment I don't want to be free

I'm not alone but who's missing me

 

Reviews

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Oh so dark to read, but You portray the struggle with the demon with the pure eloquence of one who has struggled many times...wonderful

[Coyote Poetry]

Both poems were powerful. When the demons take over. Hard to see the daylight of hope. Madness is something that is still not understood. Each of us have a limit. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

a good poem...artistically written:)

[David W Moore III]

Ah this is close to my heart. If you've read my Shadows you know. It is this poem in a parallel existance (and written 25 yrs ago!). Yes we all have demons inside and life is all about our struggle to contain them and live with them.