Post by hereticalmudvaynin on Jan 12, 2009 23:16:09 GMT -5
It's been awhile since I've been back to the Pit. I definitly missed it. Alot in my life has changed. Will post more about that later. My next entry to the poetry thread...
"The Mental Escape Plan"
Inside my fragmented shell,
A dark abyss eclipses my mind,
My eyes fading to deathly shade of gray,
Feeling cold, shaking uncontrollably.
Voices are speaking to me,
The subliminated voices
Reverberate in my head,
They are becoming my best of friends,
Instigating ways to keep me entombed,
They are calling to me, beckoning, provoking,
Persuading me to give into the urges.
Apply to skin,
Drag the blade,
Until internals can be seen,
Feel gentle warmth pulsate
From the wound
Terrorized by my own plague,
Inside my own prison,
I sit and wait.
My plague overwhelming me,
I have no cure for the sickness,
But to satisfy the urges,
The pain will subside.
Sanity on a sleeve,
Sickness burrowed under the skin,
Eating away,
Chomping at the bit
.
Rocking back and forth,
Cradling myself, white noise,
Mental images flood my mind,
Death and destruction,
Reign in a world so cold.
9/27/05
A dark abyss eclipses my mind,
My eyes fading to deathly shade of gray,
Feeling cold, shaking uncontrollably.
Voices are speaking to me,
The subliminated voices
Reverberate in my head,
They are becoming my best of friends,
Instigating ways to keep me entombed,
They are calling to me, beckoning, provoking,
Persuading me to give into the urges.
Apply to skin,
Drag the blade,
Until internals can be seen,
Feel gentle warmth pulsate
From the wound
Terrorized by my own plague,
Inside my own prison,
I sit and wait.
My plague overwhelming me,
I have no cure for the sickness,
But to satisfy the urges,
The pain will subside.
Sanity on a sleeve,
Sickness burrowed under the skin,
Eating away,
Chomping at the bit
.
Rocking back and forth,
Cradling myself, white noise,
Mental images flood my mind,
Death and destruction,
Reign in a world so cold.
9/27/05
I like it