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Insanity

My voice is but a whisper, in this huge & empty world.
Solitary footsteps, that echo down the hall.
Momentary flashes of memories that have gone by.
Days of wine & roses, that now are all just lies.
Tears drop free to the puddle, growing on the floor.
What does it matter, there will be no one to call.
The bed now is my enemy, laughing through night.
While the clocks stand still, snickering at my plight.
Empty is my spirit, and quiet is my life.
Promises of grandeur, snuffed out without a fight.
My cloak is now invisible, bearly can you see,
For deep inside I am gone, there is no more of me.
Insanity is my friend, "Take my hand there is company to meet."
(Now) The voices lull me to sleep, no longer will I weep,
Loneliness is terrible, there is no where to set my feet.
Free falling off the cliff to outstretched arms I seek.
I've arrived without a scatch cause they won't look real deep.
No longer do I cry.
No longer do I fight.
No longer do I care.
As long as I'm getting through the night.
Hazy happy moments that fade with the next pill.
Doesn't really matter cause they don't think I'm real.
SHHH! I hear them coming to bring another treat.
I finally found somewhere that I can set my feet.

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Written February 19th, 2001

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  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    March 24, 2008

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    This left me feeling kind of hollow and empty at some points, due to the almost distant feeling that vibes off the piece. Thanks and nicely done here.


  • Amunet Wolfbane Moderators member
    April 7, 2007
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    I really enjoyed this piece. It started out very strong and pulled me right in. It did lose some strength towards the center, sort of got into a bit of rambling there. But overall, it is very nicely done and I am glad to have read it. Best wishes to you.


  • Axelle Black
    June 3, 2004
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    Very original! Creepy dark and kind of weird ! I'm surprised nobody commented...it's been posted for a while now. I loved the confused perception of the person in question. I think I'm crazy...sometimes...and I found this was of a more profound point of view...unless I'm just not insane enough to have ever seen it . I really loved the part with the bed and the clock...original also. The words you used were very good...grandeur...you're lucky I'm bilangual, I love that word. And there were no spelling mistakes and that's wonderful! Good write and good luck in the contest!
    ~Mizunderstood