Chris Green Poet Rhyme

Ripping My Sanity

Ripping my sanity   

Here in the pit of a sanctified cavern
Darkness invades every pore of my soul
Grasping at walls made of stone, cut and jagged
Tearing my flesh as my fingers inscroll
Carving a poem of granite intentions
Phrases of love fall as dust to the floor
Evidence trailing in breaths hardly reasoned
Nothing to rhyme as I lose so much more 
Drowning in questions while heavens are bleeding
Puddles of crimson abound at my feet
Shoveling dreams in a creviced delusion
Sunk in the mud till I can not retreat
Loneliness shouts in the stillness demeaning 
Echoing chambers deplete in my heart
Calling my name which I now have forgotten
Ripping my sanity cleanly apart
Clutching my hands of the blisters now forming
Pain wreaks its havoc beneath severed skin
This is my fate, an abyss never fading
Bring on the end for I’m lost once again



Loosely inspired by Anne Marie Coreggia’s poem “Timeless Cave” 
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/timeless_cave_903493

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Freddie Robinson Jr. May 24, 2017 at 3:58 PM Another strong, emotionally evocative poem, Chris. Your pen is spinning silky sublime poetry at a super-intense level. Keep it up, bro. Excellent poetry. Love and joy always. Chris Green May 24, 2017 at 4:39 PM Thanks so much again Freddie. I can always count on you for support and encouragement.

Lisa Ricci May 23, 2017 at 5:52 AM Good Morning Chris. I have seen the entry by Anne-Marie and it is marvelous. This was a marvelous intake and continuation with a different slant. One can sense the concept of being lost with insanity as the reader reads. The concept of wandering in limbo of sorts/being lost comes through. Well done in its entirety. By the way this has a grand title. Have a wonderful morning. Chris Green May 23, 2017 at 8:46 AM Thank you so very much my friend. As I finished reading Anne Marie's poem I was left in that cave all alone it seems, at least that is the feeling I found wandering inside of my mind as I wrote this. I am happy you enjoyed it.

Anne-Marie Coreggia May 22, 2017 at 7:08 PM Wow, Chris, what dark thoughts came upon you in this incredible write . . . and you expressed them so powerfully they ricochet all over your poem and they take on a life all their own. When you can burst with such a poem as this, to me, you are like this amazing artist who painted the horses so deep into the cave . . . one of a kind, and your poetry will live on! Chris Green May 23, 2017 at 8:44 AM Thanks Anne Marie, after reading your wonderful poem the cave theme stuck with me but it seems on a different plain of feelings...that's just how it came out. For some reason as I placed myself in that cave to write, I felt alone, hidden from the light. I appreciate your kind thoughts on this dark poem.

Laura Leiser May 22, 2017 at 3:00 PM You captured the deep hopelessness of a heart in despair so well with tremendous, amazing poetic angst, Chris! Very well written pen, here! Much admired...7+ Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 3:21 PM Thanks so very much Laura for your wonderful comment. I appreciate your visit and kindness today.

Charmaine Chircop May 22, 2017 at 2:32 PM I can feel-Hollowness/sadness/vacant spaces/a very dark poem..Well done. Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 2:35 PM Hey there my long lost sweet friend. :) Thank you Charmaine for reading and commenting on my dark poem. I am happy you liked it.

Carol B. May 22, 2017 at 2:13 PM Wow you sure know how to get your readers to feel the emotion expressed in your writing. This is a stellar piece of writing Chris. :) Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 2:30 PM Thank you so very much Carol. I appreciate your visit and kind thoughts today.

Carole Duet May 22, 2017 at 2:08 PM Wow, Chris! This sorrowfully dark poem definitely creates a scene and a mood of lonliness and pain and sometimes it becomes just too much to bare. Poor cave-dweller...come out! Come to the sunshine and breathe the fresh air! Life is waiting for you out there. See...Anne Marie Coreggia's poem inspired you and yours (and hers) has inspired me too. Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 2:29 PM Well, there you go, you can't beat that kind of inspiration. :) Thanks so very much Carole, I am thrilled you enjoyed this darker one from me.

Darren White May 22, 2017 at 1:28 PM i can only say that i don't know what to say because it describes what i feel Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 2:04 PM I'll take speechless as a compliment. :) Thanks so much Darren.

Tim Smith May 22, 2017 at 12:43 PM Wow amazing imagery Chris. I haven't read what inspired this yet but will. Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 1:12 PM Well, loosely inspired...the cave part is what I used. Anne Marie's poem is much more beautiful. Thanks so much Tim.

Heidi Sands May 22, 2017 at 12:28 PM The details, images, emotions, pull the reader right into the desperation of the poem. Powerful! So well done Chris :) Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 1:11 PM Thank you Heidi, I always appreciate your comments, they are always so uplifting to me.

Lenna Walker May 22, 2017 at 12:16 PM Deep heart wrenching pain with no hope in sight ......... So very well penned Chris!! You are truly a talented artist :) Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 1:10 PM Thank you so much Lenna. I thought I'd toss a dark desolate one out there today. :) I appreciate you my friend.

Eve Roper May 22, 2017 at 12:10 PM Chris, good write ! You must have been in my home today perfect title for my day ~* Chris Green May 22, 2017 at 1:09 PM That's funny. :) Thanks so much Eve. I appreciate your kindness.