Manic

Some eyes see enlightenment,

Some see blind,

Others see soullessly, ignorant

Like a child is vulnerable.

My eyes though, rarer still

See colorlessly save

The red of blood that is so staining my mind

That to me no longer may another exist.

My fists, furiously clenched

Caution those who still succumb to fear,

My hands covered in a corpses ink,

Splattering these words on this page.

The suppressors don't know my secret,

(That which is hidden in these padded walls

Between which I lay each night and each day,)

Because there are more victims there,

Somewhat visible between the

Curls of the corner

And just to keep their bodies mine own,

Last victim I shall be.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Others see soullessly, ignorant
See colorlessly save
My fists, furiously clenched
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I liked how you patterns the first 4 stanzas...
and then develop a different type of scene...
with the rest of this work...
you give "Manic" quite a display in words...

[Riley Bray]

Oh wow thanks! Nice to see someone enjoying my writing. :)

[Glen Yumang Manese]

you're welcome...

[Noah]

Great job hun ^~^ Keep up the good work