...BANE

By SolApathy

...Bane

Do you think I’m in control of my mind?
All these years have you been blind?
Numb to my cries
deaf to all my goodbyes?
Told you all so many times
I was done
So much more than
Numb
Ever since I was small
My nightmares so tall
Crazy dreams biting into reality
Eating away my sanity
I barely remember only one who knew my mind
Felt my heart
Knew me from the start
You tore her away
Never understanding what she was
To me.
Turn into myself
Only 15
Knowing things
Far beyond my age
It’s not rage
It’s the seed planted long before my birth
I was not meant to survive upon this
Earth…
Does that make me insane?
Understanding my bane was my soul from the
…Start?

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Published on Saturday, July 1, 2017. Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...To know is not always to understand the darkness at hand.

Comments on "...BANE"

On Sunday, July 15, 2018, Jonas Robinson (849) wrote:

Good stuff. Keep doing what you're doing.
A former member wrote: Unfortunately, there are not things that we are meant to understand, and trying to understand something that has facets beyond belief will truly drive us insane. I won't say that you are a bane of existence, but a person who has had to become painfully aware of what is going on in your own head. Good work, baby. Queen Reb:).
On Monday, December 5, 2016, Queazenart (200) wrote:

Bitter and scathing with an excellent flow. The rhythm of this piece really is great. Good job.