Corners Of My Mind

Challenge to write about the thumb nailed image.

No one's ever really seen her
no one but me.
She hides in the shadows
and sneaks around in
the corners of my
mind.

She waits till I'm finally sleeping
to come out and play with me.
I don't care for her games.
Once I fall into her shadows,
she messes with my head
and screws with my
reality.

Her games aren't funny, not anymore.
I've stopped playing, but she's angry,
demanding that I play with her,
that I become her
puppet.

She is the sick and twisted
shadow of myself.
She manifested when I couldn't
force myself to be sane anymore
She is the darkness within me
that is always waiting,
hiding and lurking
in the obscurity
in the corner of my
mind.


N. Strong

Reviews

[Anicca]

This was absolutely brilliant, the imagery was very strong.

When my friend committed suicide I used to have hallucinations and she would visit me and f**k with my mind, to the extent that I felt insafe in my own skin etc, this very much reminded me of those times.

Thanks for sharing.

[Jessica Harmony]

you're a really good writer i like this

[Art Sun]

A very creative thought...everyone has that hidden character within them it is all left to the sanity of oneself to decide if they bring it out...

nice...

[Annette Piazza]

As always, great imagery! I really like this poem, it reminds us all we have a little of the shadow within us. :)

[Dawn Jones]

I like this.
We all have that lil twisted dark version of ourselves.
I know mine likes ta play, and lately I've been goin along.... lettin go of the good and embracin the notsomuch. You've got a way with making something intangible tangibile with yer poems.
Thank you.