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Madness
My mind spins
as the voices begin again
the ones that quietly whisper
in my ear with their putrid breath
I try and hide from the visions I see
and the words uttered with demonic tone
the world is skewed for me
i'm sinking into the depths
Whiskey no longer a shelter
from the cloying hands of demons
I see them with my double vision
peering into to the spiritual realm
Where fallen angels walk among us
possessed souls send out black tendrils
piercing the living
drinking from their being
I'm on the edge
wanting to topple completely into madness
where the balm of fantasy
takes me from the reality that I may be crazy
as the voices begin again
the ones that quietly whisper
in my ear with their putrid breath
I try and hide from the visions I see
and the words uttered with demonic tone
the world is skewed for me
i'm sinking into the depths
Whiskey no longer a shelter
from the cloying hands of demons
I see them with my double vision
peering into to the spiritual realm
Where fallen angels walk among us
possessed souls send out black tendrils
piercing the living
drinking from their being
I'm on the edge
wanting to topple completely into madness
where the balm of fantasy
takes me from the reality that I may be crazy
Published 21st Jul 2012
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21st Jul 2012 8:11pm
Powerful and so deeply penned...I can relate to this verse for sure my friend..Fcxx
21st Jul 2012 8:39pm
21st Jul 2012 9:33pm
It's so easy to succumb to the balm of fantasy, it was my band aid so to speak, saved me from myself.
Very profound write, well penned and expressed Crim.
Very profound write, well penned and expressed Crim.
22nd Jul 2012 8:06pm
21st Jul 2012 9:49pm
22nd Jul 2012 8:07pm
Hugs back Ken..you make my days brighter with your writing ty..also ty for such a lovely comment..peace Crim
Anonymous
21st Jul 2012 11:51pm
When the demons descend
They send voices
They send visions
The exorcist is now called
To save the person
From their fall
Only now the exorcist
Is called a psychiatrist
But the ceremony
Has not changed
Instead of cloves of garlic
Here - take this pill
Instead of incantations
Here - group therapy
Both are primitive
And faith based
I pray you healing
From this mess.....
Beautiful poem
Brave expression
Peace
Kitty
They send voices
They send visions
The exorcist is now called
To save the person
From their fall
Only now the exorcist
Is called a psychiatrist
But the ceremony
Has not changed
Instead of cloves of garlic
Here - take this pill
Instead of incantations
Here - group therapy
Both are primitive
And faith based
I pray you healing
From this mess.....
Beautiful poem
Brave expression
Peace
Kitty
22nd Jul 2012 8:08pm
22nd Jul 2012 00:06am
I understand this poem all too well, personally. I've been on the edge like that, sometimes for months, and a big part of me wanted to topple into the madness. Madness isn't something that happens over night, it takes time, and despite the dark romance some of us have with it, it never lives up to our fantasies (at least not for me)
A raw and moving piece.
Peace and love, Indie
A raw and moving piece.
Peace and love, Indie
22nd Jul 2012 8:09pm
Indie sigh i'm sorry you have been on the edge this way it's the worst madness is easy compared to this..ty lovely lady for such a touching comment..peace Crim
22nd Jul 2012 2:07am
Crim the first person to embrace me here on the dup. You're a wonderful person and writer . Keep your head up mommas xoxox
22nd Jul 2012 8:11pm
Beautiful Gg you were the first person I was able to talk to and you were willing to listen and accept me as I am..ty hugs xoxoxo Crim
22nd Jul 2012 1:33pm
I black pit in which I have repeatedly fallen into... great piece sweet crim.
22nd Jul 2012 8:12pm
Lovely Gypsy ty only sorry to hear you have been in this pit as well tender lady..peace Crim
Anonymous
23rd Jul 2012 3:30pm
Crim,
On the edge is such a tricky place to stand, but the balm of fantasy is often a nice place to fall. Enjoyed.
tornado
On the edge is such a tricky place to stand, but the balm of fantasy is often a nice place to fall. Enjoyed.
tornado
29th Sep 2012 11:42pm
Brace yourself for more manifests,
For darkness has bestowed relentless pests,
A segment of poem I've written a while ago, unfortunately this isn't something we can just shake, but rather learn to live with it.
Good luck, I love your style its very pure and sincere.
For darkness has bestowed relentless pests,
A segment of poem I've written a while ago, unfortunately this isn't something we can just shake, but rather learn to live with it.
Good luck, I love your style its very pure and sincere.
