Silence of the room overpowering the mind,
wanting to scream
yet there seems to be sense in it.
The world pressing down all around,
a simple breath
seems even difficult now
while the mind rages forward
with the multitude of thoughts.
Darkness closing in,
the only sound that could be heard
is the constant thumping of a heart beat.
Hitting so hard,
it feels as if it will explode through the chest.
Dark images calling you forth,
calling you back to where you once were.
Not wanting to go,
yet the will grows weak
strength diminishes
as the eyes no longer can see the truth.
This society displays
all the putrid hatred and violence of mankind,
and after a while
even the most innocent and pure
become corrupt by it.
Never ending,
never slowing down,
till finally this place we call the world,
we call our home....
is nothing more that one enormous madhouse
where the insane are now in charge.
What has this world come to?
And more importantly,
what has my mind fell into?
Feeling I am in some dark cauldron,
never to escape,
never to see the blue sky again
and feel the warmth of the sun on my flesh.
Never to feel alive,
for I am already dead.
Author notes
Something I wrote within a dark moment in my life. Something that needed to be vented out so that it may never haunt me again.
A contest entry
- Emo/ Death/ Abuse by Violent Glass.
550 points, ended February 13, 59 entries
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i bow in front of u
micheal u knw i m ur fan brother....ur writes are so intense and immense in words and expression
i cn relate them all to myself....i guess v hv seen so similar things in life......
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wow, this was really great
so honest, i liked it
nice write -
Wow !!! Loved it.
An excellent write.
A lot of truth in your words.
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this was so gr8! my favorite part was:
Feeling I am in some dark cauldron,
never to escape,
never to see the blue sky again
and feel the warmth of the sun on my flesh.
Never to feel alive,
for I am already dead.
this makes me feel so...not guilty, but responsible for the actions and effects. or something like that...its hard to explain, but amazing job! and good luck! -
Number three...
This is a great poem. I'm kind of pissed because I have to choose between so many great ones. Whatever... This is definatly up there with the top ones I have read, although I've only read three so far. This has a very special and unique writing style. I'm loving/hating it!
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