hallows of my demons

- I am being frigid this past few months now…

 

 

I buried the star so far as I assumed  it’s dead

My heart turns into shadows of dread

My mind is eating stale bread

Putrid flesh, a cold mess

Depressed

 

Illusional thoughts perceptional disease it brought

Nothing but endless drought

 

A part of me has died and the other is alive

The dead and the living

survive

 

I cried and I tried

the might I must master to hold-on tight

but I lost my grip and fall into a trip

deep within the hallows of my demons

Author's Note

my demons are my anxieties i am trying to overcome....
that is why i am drawN to the lyrics of Florence + the machine - shake it out
it said :
looking for heaven found the devil in me....

Reviews

[Androglossia]

More often that not, when we think of our selves, we only think of one side of ourselves. However, there usually comes a point where you find a different part of you emerge. This is when you find yourself starting to gibber in the inscrutable language of Hell which is perfectly normal for a human being. This is once again human nature. But one could not live without the other, no? As what they say, he who has rejected his demons as to death of his angels. There is a lot of honesty on this write and it got good flow and good format.

[Makatang Prinsesa]

This is but a nice and powerful dark poetry exhibiting your innermost feelings as conveyed through your strong play of words. :) I also write dark poetry, horror poetry in that case, among other poetry genres and owing to the fact that I do love Stephen King's masterpieces. Your dark poetry here though depicts your anxiety, depression. Maybe you also know that writing is a great escape and a great outlet to pour down deep-seated emotions which can make you feel so liberating afterwards? Keep on writing :)

[audrie]

"illusional thoughts - perceptual disease
it brought nothing but endless drought - strong description - I enjoy reading your work

[Extant]

This poem has a hypnotic rhythm to it. Each description is heart wrenching, you portray your pain/anxiety well through your words, Pax, it's brilliant to read. Second stanza is really haunting, it reminds me of regrets that play through ones head at night.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

YES... just read your authors note and that just might be my favorite song... pax we need to hang out! hahaha. Relatable song... but back to you, I simply always connect to your work. This tormenting write speaking of the demons within that we battle daily... although exhausting it is a fight worth fighting. Your artistic spirit paints this struggle well in words and image...outstanding piece... xo

[captain]

The rhyming is very nice, it's a very dark poem. This is the depression I always want to avoid, often times I get stuck on the darkness it gives. awesome!

[Robbie~xoxo~]

There is a gripping story within each line... you draw a haunting vision of the demons within your mind.
The depression seems to uncoil like a snake, wrapping its tail around the throat of hope.
Look to the light my friend and you will pull through the darkness. Intense write, Paxy! Well expressed!

However how sad this is lovely one, this is so artful :) oh my, you just rock! the photo's next to eachother, and your words here... brother, it's not needed to be that sad, for you florish like a florin, in your art, rich, and with grace. :) Let's fly high! :D

- Big sis

[Tate Morgan]

Master your demons that's right.Learn to live with them .In a while you learn to see them as part of you and your inner make up. They become like old friends. We need our demons they make us run when we feel the heat. They are early warning systems.

[Renée]

the living has struggles...we all have different ones...just keep that chin up and we'll keep on reading Dear Paxy !