InsanityA Poem by The_Ancient_RockFelt like losing it in this poem. Makes me feel free.In sanity or... Insanity? Like something chilling up my spine, all the thoughts that aren't mine. Some reptilian thing crawling inside my brain, a heavy heart, burdened by pain. And worms inside my head, making me feel bad, making me feel sad, making me go mad. Fears conjured by my feverish mind, terror, horrors and monsters align. Harpies and Hydras emerge, as this old heart bursts with anxiety, so many fears, such a long variety. As all nightmares begin to converge. Ghosts that haunt my imagination, bad Angels seeking Revelation, spectres of desolation. Powers, let me be... So I can be at peace and free, from this moment on, let me be. I exorcize you by ink, you no longer bother how I think, By my pen these inner demons die, and truth shines brighter than any lie. I shall not fall insane! I cry... Though despair at times may seem great, such shall not become my ill fate. I may be broken, some crazy words spoken... But for a life worse than death? I am not beaten yet! Illusions or delusions, I shall not fall for that, This life is mine and I take it back!
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