Ok so it's 6:22 in the morning and instead of going to sleep I've been working on a poem. Now mind you I haven't written one in like over 6 months so this is an oddity for me. However, I got into one of my very rare depression modes and started writing again. As I did this I wrote a bizarre PM to a friend then realized I was just more depressed. I sat down (ok I was already sitting but you know what I mean XP) and started to type what came into my head. Then after staring at it for a while I realized it looked like a conversation going on in my own head. I made the parts that are me normal and the ones from the other me in italics. I moved a few things around and this is what I came up with:
I listen to the beat of a thousand hearts but really it is one. Let's hope something snaps to wake me. Is it too late already for I feel like I'm undone. Childhood dreams never showed this was a possibility.
Have you ever been close to reaching the stars? Have you ever been close to opening that barbed wire cage? Roses all around are giving me my scars. My mind is being ravaged by blissful love and rage.
Hold on to the strands as they slip away. The threads of sanity are all but gone from this fractured mind. So many seek escape and are just betrayed. Illusions form a reality that tightly around winds.
Sever those pretty lies with your shining sword. Is it my own hand holding the hilt? Escaping into reality from a fantasy world of my own accord. Go now. There has been enough of your soul and blood already spilt.
Ok take from this what you will. I know various things this can apply to...for myself and others...but you will all just have to come up with your own thoughts if you even feel the need to give this any further thought other than the fact that I posted it at 6:35 in the morning after being up all night 3nodding
KaidAmaz · Sun Mar 13, 2005 @ 11:31am · 1 Comments |