Veins of the Chaos that...Remains

By SolApathy

Chasing the emptiness of the nothingness I feel
Broken I chose not to heal
Atrophied wounds of thoughts you steal
My mind a sandbox of chafed memories, unreal
Bleeding thoughts upon the beach -- destined to taint the sands
 I inject the demons into my veins with calloused hands
Finding in my numbness I still feel pain
Phantom suffering of thoughts-- Insane
 wash away my soul with Hydrochloric rain
I burn with the animosity of contradiction -Am I insane?
Tripping within memories that shouldn’t remain
I take the razor, it’s shimmering blade calling my name
Driving me to draw a symphony of red
Excise the demons from my head
Screaming for a release I don’t deserve
I draw the blade deeply praying to be

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Sunday, August 20, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

In the symphony of all the voices I've heard...The shimmering blade always spoke the right...Words //// 10 minute Willow dark poem...
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Comments on "Veins of the Chaos that...Remains"

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  • worm On Monday, August 21, 2017, worm (1236)By person wrote:

    such a deep sense of darkness... I'm impressed with your writing... Kudos! ~worm~

  • Allen On Sunday, August 20, 2017, Allen (210)By person wrote:

    You got everything in that man. Great as always. As the others said i dont have many more words to describe this but it was a sadly great poem

  • Mute Serenade On Sunday, August 20, 2017, Mute Serenade (455)By person wrote:

    I'm with Willow... I feel like I can't comment on this in a way as meaningful as I'd mean to. So let me instead just say "Wowzers" ... a seriously intense piece that has fantastic imagery and magnificent flow.

  • Bornfrompain On Sunday, August 20, 2017, Bornfrompain (928)By person wrote:

    Loved this as always! - BFP

  • Drea On Sunday, August 20, 2017, Drea (1486)By person wrote:

    " I inject the demons into my veins with calloused hands" That line made the whole thing for me. Something about that line is haunting.

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