Broken Thoughts Inside A Sober Mind
By soul_versing
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I lost face today,
in a world undeserving of me.
so I scream out in heated profanity,
my body numbed and my mind flustered
from countless blows made-up of idiocy.
I lost the will to give a single fuck,
what you may think of me, anymore.
I ignore the whispers and twisted thoughts
that you've embedded in my waking hell.
I still find myself, blindly turning my back
to an audience of masked faces...
as I walk blood trails behind me so they follow
my painted steps.
Disaster strikes when I remove my mask.
You've kicked me one --too many times
leaving me to fend for myself in the hushed night.
I locked my acing cries within my chained volt
with my soul dying alongside it.
My breath falls still
never again taking such a chance
on new life.
Your wicked shadow still taunts my sown eyes,
and I cursed the day that you whispered your empty words into my itching
ear.
The day that life fed the darkness tainted lies,
is the day hell opened its eyes... And here we both are.
dying within.
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Author's Note:
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On Friday, January 27, 2017, Anna McCarra
(357) wrote:
I favorited this a while back but I'm rereading today. Your metaphors are so original, yet not at all incomprehensible. Brimming with emotion.
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A former member wrote:
it is like picking up the pieces and knowing there is a way to continue after doing so..
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On Saturday, August 13, 2016, carlosjackal
(2787) wrote:
"I still find myself...to an audience of masked faces" The charge to this whole explosive piece so very well wrought....We've all found ourselves here but this is your angle. Nicely done.
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On Tuesday, June 28, 2016, TropicalSnowstorm
(1580) wrote:
"I lost face today...", such a simple and profound bit of observation, or introspection. Very effective piece, with emotion and bits of self deprecation flowing together to create the whole. Well done! Ciao, T/S
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On Sunday, June 19, 2016, Dreamless
(17) wrote:
I feel you. I feel this so much.
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A former member wrote:
I felt as though you are at war with your inner self. My reasoning is I see a small pattern of same emotion from your previous write. Your tone is superb! 10!
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A former member wrote:
Sometimes even flowers seem broken, but they are not. They simply bent from the strong wind...
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On Thursday, June 9, 2016, NikesRain
(1240) wrote:
I love the voice of this. An awakening and bold resolve laced with ... something more than just sadness or loss, something deeper, more inflicting. The opening is strong and no nonsense, moving smoothly though and finishing with a resigned doneness.
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On Wednesday, June 8, 2016, whisperingwalls
(210) wrote:
With surrender comes freedom. Foresake their masks and blindfold. Well written.
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On Tuesday, June 7, 2016, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Almost a Frankenstinian creation here TG; come to life to taunt both creator and created. It oozes tension and something intangibly forboding. Cheers dear lady - Dan