synesthesi

This is a poem about synesthesi the disease that causes your mind to mix up senses

Five paths
Leading to the mind
But sometimes
We can not find

Our way down
The spiral path
Our brains mix up
You double back

Senses shift
They never learn
They can't find a way
They can't return

Ears for eyes
Eyes for mouths
Mouths for skin
Skin for noses
Noses for ears

Paths all twisting, never meeting
But sometimes paths cross
Sometimes paths meld
Sometime paths break

Splintering paths
Litter the floor
Sometimes you can't fix
The paths are no more

Paths are gone

Author's Note

I originally wrote this for a poetry battle on the writing forums of a site known as newgrounds. There I am known as The Rubber-dum-dum

Reviews

[Gomer LePoet]

this is a very good piece that circles the mind in twisting and turning thoughts.
I like this.

[PaperHearts]

I liked this! I thought that you did really well in describing such a bizarre and complex concept into a simplistic write. One of my best friends actually has synesthesia, in the form where she associates numbers/letters with colours, and it always amazes me when she busts out with a remark like "Your name is made up of ugly colours". Hahaha. Just to clarify, synesthesia is a condition, not a disease, and is spelt 'synesthesia'. Other than that, I thought that this was a really great poem! I particularly loved the stanza starting with the line 'Ears for eyes'. It really put everything into perspective! Great job,
~PaperHearts

[Dread Solomon]

The Rubber-dum-dum... hmmm...
Anyway, it was a nice write, the way you translated a disease into a poem...

[Aggie Skeleton]

That is a, very intresting topic. I liked it, it was sorta unsettling because it made you think about the desiese. Awsome.