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To Silence My Crowded Mind
Sweltering heat in the
Jungles of my broken mind
Round room with no door
Drowning in my madness
Gasping for assistance
Clawing at these padded walls
Voices overlapping inside
Murmurs barely heard
Skirmishes fought internally
My head a bloody battleground
Screams from the two
Controlling my fractured brain
Writhing in torment
Reaching desperately
For a hand to grasp as I fall
Fire skirts the edges
Of the ravaged depths
Within this shared consciousness
Constant disparaging remarks
Sarcasm dripping from every compliment
Flinching at almost every touch
All but one
The one that slows my racing imagery
That calms the people within
A single caress enough to silence
The voice gives me brief relief
Of the other partners
They bring me love and joy
Yet neither can inspire
The peace and rapture he affords
Drag through day after day
Watch what I do
Monitor what I say
No false impressions
Never shall I lie
Still...I talk to either
I hurt emotions
The voices scream again
He never judges me
Imparts wise and loving advice
Holds me and wipes away my tears
With a quip and a smile
I laugh through my pain
They go quiet one again
Jungles of my broken mind
Round room with no door
Drowning in my madness
Gasping for assistance
Clawing at these padded walls
Voices overlapping inside
Murmurs barely heard
Skirmishes fought internally
My head a bloody battleground
Screams from the two
Controlling my fractured brain
Writhing in torment
Reaching desperately
For a hand to grasp as I fall
Fire skirts the edges
Of the ravaged depths
Within this shared consciousness
Constant disparaging remarks
Sarcasm dripping from every compliment
Flinching at almost every touch
All but one
The one that slows my racing imagery
That calms the people within
A single caress enough to silence
The voice gives me brief relief
Of the other partners
They bring me love and joy
Yet neither can inspire
The peace and rapture he affords
Drag through day after day
Watch what I do
Monitor what I say
No false impressions
Never shall I lie
Still...I talk to either
I hurt emotions
The voices scream again
He never judges me
Imparts wise and loving advice
Holds me and wipes away my tears
With a quip and a smile
I laugh through my pain
They go quiet one again
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