In the Dark Garden of My Mind

 

I stand in my garden

Of black roses

Surrounded by statues

Of myself in different poses

 

In one I stand in joy

In one I bend in sorrow

In one I scream in anger

In one I lay in agony

 

The soil is littered

With the bones

Of all those who

Spawned my groans

 

The sky above is black

With no moon to shine

Only red lightning

Lights this world of mine

 

I am the care taker

Of this forsaken oasis

She is the flower

Which is this garden’s basis

 

She has the thorns

That cut the deepest

And yet her pedals

Are the cheapest

 

Oh forever now as it is

Forever now as it is not

This garden remains

In my mind to rot

Author's Note

i feel the image i found really goes with the poem.

Reviews

[K. Carver]

I agree with Sarah.
Absolutely amazing to the point that it's not fair.
Your imagery is perfection here.
Well done.

[Sarah Hale]

Great imagery I can't decide which part I like the best, though I'd have to say I REALLY like the first part as well as the second to last part ... awesome