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Silent Insanity

Between the edge of sleep and wakefulness, I feel him.
I am merely half conscious, yet I am certain he is there.
The silence screams out to me.
How it terrifies my soul to be this lonely.
No restraints, yet I seem unable to move.
I wait.
The night is long.
Sensing him so vividly, yet obviously I remain alone.
All that I hear is the haunting sound of my own heartbeat.
My mind cries out in ghostly moans that only I can hear.
I reason myself back to sanity and.........
I wait.

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Written April 12th, 2002

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  • R S Adams Jr silver member
    December 8, 2008

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    A unique approach to the prompt..

    This poem is ful of thngs to think about. I can picture the person lying there in the still of the night feeling the insanity you elude to. Strong emotion in a very clever poem.


  • RareFlower
    December 7, 2008

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    The brink of Insanity..

    Very heartfelt showing a depth very rarely seen.
    simple and to the point, You poised a lavish and consuming write. Good luck in the contest and thankyou for a great read.
    Dark Blessings
    RF


    • Asylum Princess
      December 7, 2008
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      thanks

      I realize that I strayed a bit from the 'dancing' theme...but when I think of insanity...this is how I dance.

  • thought i knew
    December 9, 2002
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    don't touch it!

    ...wow....wow....it's really all i can manage to push out at this moment. This was an amazing write! That place between asleep and awake where your subconcious reigns supreme. Do we have control?! It is where everyone questions their sanity?! how do we break free of the hold in which we keep apon ourselves. Wonderful write!
    Do not think of your heartbeat as haunting. Think of it as a reassuring sound that you are alive!
    *hugs*
    liz


  • Gwialchmai
    April 17, 2002
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    encouraging

    absolutly beautifully penned....:)
    can feel the intensity of your mind as you wait....silent


  • April 14, 2002
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    I was thinking much like Goz...very Poe-like.
    : +)
    CM


  • April 13, 2002
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    ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh such sorrow seeping out :o(


  • April 13, 2002
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    Very intense and powerful.


  • April 12, 2002
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    wow ....this reminds me of when i am home on a quite winter night.. and just cant sleep yet worries.. worries are ghosts all around... then that heartbeat... poe like..
    excellent write.. made me feel... we alll have our own waits...

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