At Madness I Stair
Memories scorn, perhaps they haunt, sometimes they scream, with a hollow taunt.
I shudder with a tear, and I cry with guilt, within my heart a evil is built.
Eating my soul, from visions of the past, demons from hell play the cast.
Dancing around mocking at me, all my pain makes these demons glee.
I dream only deeper, slipping into a abiss, and dance with the devil and her black
widows kiss.
Silently I scream, and hideaway within, i cover myself with ooze from years of sin.
In a blanket so warm yet feels so cold, from all my horrors that cant be told.
All the pain, hurt, sorrow and grief, just the devils tools that bear no relief.
Prayers and remorse are all that I stutter, as my soul begins to melt all that i am
flutters.
Yet deeper and deeper, my dreams take me inside...eternaly damned with nowhere
to hide.
I run so fast, but I slip and fall, yet I scream so silent, he cant hear me call.
I try to get up, but time slows me down, I look again and hes nowhere around.
Over and over this plays in my head, within all that I love, by teasing me that hes
dead.
Im sorry my brother, I wish I could have been there..
but I wasnt so into madness I stair.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
