Samantha Townsend Poet Narrative

Dark Minded

My mind is filled with dark things, 
I see things that should never be seen.


Faces that follow me, every time i close or open 
my eyes they are staring back at me.

Places  that you only hear about in the darkest passages,
places that should be left untold or not talked about.

I think i hear voices talking to me, they tell me to do things that 
i don't want to do, they say a lot of mean stuff to obscene and 
horribly unjust. 

My mind tells me that someone or somethings always there, watching over my shoulder with a cold stare.

I have these fears about everything, anything you can think about my mind has seen.

Why do i keep having these awful thoughts,maybe it's one of my past lives 
that i lost.

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Ayesha Karim January 2, 2013 at 5:25 PM I have problems like that too! You are not alone I cannot speak for others but it's a hell of a thing when you have to deal with thoughts and fears and then life. It cuts like a knife Reality in the midst of all the mental and emotional torture...it's Hell.