Some say I am insane,
other play a similar game,
I am not lost,
but without,
a simple mind,
perplexed by doubt,
I conquer fear,
with a rubber fist,
it was hard at first,
but with a twist,
I ground the sorrow,
into a family blame,
control the serpent,
invoke the name,
increase the suffering,
and destroy my own,
a whimspical incompetence,
of decapitated bone,
alone,
not really,
I make my own rules,
I make my own dreams,
who needs friends,
when I can have enemies.
Author notes
I have always fought with my little ability to maipulate any situation I am presented with. I can make other people's dreams come true, and so easily dangle others above their heads. I make war with the world through its mind and spirit, not its fists. I represent the silent evil, the one that comes in a shape most would never recognize. i am doubt.
A contest entry
- (First Contest!) The internal struggle of self by insideinsanity.
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This poem is beautiful. I feel as though I can often relate. I am always at war with myself.
I love the two final lines.
"Who needs friends
When I can have enemies"
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Nicely written It does have a decent content to it. I have had much for inner struggle but this seems to be a kind of struggle that is not only internal but external as well. It could be taken as both. Nice job good luck in the contest
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Most excellent.
Good luck.
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Perfect 5 Stars!
Well, this is quite the read! I'm impressed, and think i may have found a poetic idol on ap. lol. Good Luck in the contest.
~Darc Raven, the Bard of Old
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I must say... This is spectacular. It matches well to your title (and makes me think of the Tarot deck), and the actual meaning explain in your notes matches quite to what hid beneath the lines of your writing.
A very strong write, and all the more fond in my eyes because I find that I can well relate to the words.
>> The rhyme, too, turned it quite admirably into a concrete piece.
Thank you, very much, for entering.
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