Narcosis

By purr_verse

this negation
soul cessation
now senses fall like never before
futile scission
blunt incisions
fail to kill this inner war.
Fail to kill this endless, bitter, hungry inner war...

I slip through the cracks in my mind and no meaning
is ever quite clear from the deafening screams
of sharp torment and memory, all my own children,
Spawn from Gehenna to burn down my dreams,
And here I lie broken and empty and fading
with lapses of sanity faintly disguised
as beautiful fancies or magickal reasons
or anything else but this void I despise.

And gods, are you watching, I think I should leave now
This horror and winterland must not be real
but the mirror is breaking and I can't remember...
What was it I did when I knew how to feel?
This land so familiar, this house of dementia
- surely I've learnt to leave it by now -
meets my gaze blankly and turns away laughing
(I moved here some time back but I don't know how)
And I've taken your drug but I'm still coming down
To Lethe I'm bound...

and i do not recognise love anymore
i do not recall the passion and pain
i cannot remember bright wonder and glory
emotional coma is all that remains.

I'm told that I'm crazy, I've gone somewhere secret
The words echo strangely (I think they are right)
and promise salvation if I'd only...something...
There once was a reason I thought I should fight
But my veins carry poison straight into my heart
- it once took a while but these nights it's direct -
And I sink in fathoms of dead trust and beauty
Now meet your creation - desire narcolept.

So gods, take a good look, I think you've succeeded
This terror and tragedy crumbled to dust
Now the mirror has smashed my reflection is perfect
In wintercold splinters I terminate lust.
This land I once dreaded now welcomes me warmly
- alien places I understand now -
and takes my hand gently and closes the door
(I think I would lock it but I don't know how)
Internal narcosis the peace I have found
Negate sensurround
To Lethe I'm bound...

and i do not recognise love anymore
i do not recall the passion and pain
i cannot remember bright wonder and glory
emotional coma is all that remains.

emotional coma, subsume me again.
Again
In Lethe
Remain.

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Copyright 2003 Natalie Mills Lyndon
Published on Monday, November 10, 2003.     Filed under: "Lyrics"
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  • A former member wrote: brilliant. feels like a struggle of someone in the grip of dementia trying to regain sanity but not knowing how.. lovely wordplay, skill shone through in this work. "and i do not recognize love anymore" hit home for me. if that happened to me i'd go mad too. great, great, great piece.

  • Distorted_Reality On Wednesday, August 12, 2009, Distorted_Reality (100)By person wrote:

    I like to swing by your page and read your poems from time to time. They catch my attention and show much talent. "what was it I did when I knew how to feel" strange I've been asking myself this question quite some time now. This piece really hits home for me.

  • purr_verse On Thursday, August 13, 2009, purr_verse (1052)By person wrote:

    thank you, truly.

  • A former member wrote: Wow. Amazing. I love it so much!

  • RubyXero On Sunday, March 2, 2008, RubyXero (481)By person wrote:

    wow. i love the 'lethe i remain'...very interesting addition. this was an amazing piece. i really enjoyed it

  • Last1inLine On Friday, August 26, 2005, Last1inLine (14)By person wrote:

    This is moving. It reads as if fresh from the hand of someone very angry with their own vulnerable state. "And I've taken your drug but I'm still coming down" I love it..

  • Dysphoria On Friday, June 17, 2005, Dysphoria (88)By person wrote:

    theres nothing i can say that hasnt been said, this is beautifull and amazing, i enjoyed reading it.

  • Empathy On Tuesday, February 1, 2005, Empathy (22)By person wrote:

    Wonderful description of the battles that subside in all of us. You know.. an emotional conma sounds really good right about now. I'd give anything not to feel..

  • A former member wrote: breathtaking. i have no words now.

  • Dancing_Monkey On Saturday, July 10, 2004, Dancing_Monkey (1228)By person wrote:

    Dont post .. If I cant get to hear it.. damn I'm pissed now.. but I guess thats a good thing..

  • A former member wrote: Excellent, exquisite, I have no words. Just came here in moment of boredom, but what I found shall make me come over and over again. And this is the first poem I read....

  • Dancing_Monkey On Monday, April 12, 2004, Dancing_Monkey (1228)By person wrote:

    The using of methapors seen so often spark up to be what they were in the mixture of words and feeling. I liked liked reading this, the second time was even better. Peter

  • A former member wrote: 'And I've taken your drug but I'm still coming down To Lethe I'm bound...Now the mirror has smashed my reflection is perfect' Perfect; yes. Gods, this was.is a phenomglorious poem. Sadness swells my veins now become the dust of beauty...tears to ice to dr

  • A former member wrote: ...to dreams; i am subsumed...the beauty i have found more real than peace. 'And I sink in fathoms of dead trust and beauty...'

  • sulkylime On Thursday, March 11, 2004, sulkylime (191)By person wrote:

    magnificent write.. mindblowing. i am brutally ..electrified with these lyrics.. emotional coma, subsume me again. damn --lime.

  • capt_funguy On Tuesday, March 9, 2004, capt_funguy (777)By person wrote:

    what a stunning arrival ... you opened the door to DP ... and changed it ... and this was the day it happened ...

  • capt_funguy On Tuesday, March 9, 2004, capt_funguy (777)By person wrote:

    masterful .. somber and defiant ... in wintercold splinters i terminate lust ... amazing ... funguy

  • Jaded Jezzabelle On Saturday, March 6, 2004, Jaded Jezzabelle (328)By person wrote:

    Damn....you blew me away with this...so brutal with honesty...depicting deep seeded issues that the reader can only imagine....left me feeling hollow and cold....well done

  • A former member wrote: purr, another monument to excellence...i can feel the sadness, bewilderment, and yearning behind the words, and very well written

  • BoldSolitude On Saturday, March 6, 2004, BoldSolitude (214)By person wrote:

    I liked the meter on this, very unusual and it worked out well.

  • A former member wrote: this is wonderful, the flow, e rhythm, esp the choice of words. i bow to u.

  • A former member wrote: oh, man...this is mind-blowingly powerful. the beauty in your verses is just stunning. you have a true talent, my friend.

  • A former member wrote: I would love to hear this to music. I believe it would be incredible. I wonder if there's anyway to add you to my favorites 5 times? Don't know the point of it...but it would get the message through of how much I admire your work...

  • A former member wrote: I love the way you write, it all flows and tells such interesting stories...your poetry shines in the darkness-Siva

  • A former member wrote: Damn the flow in this was fantastic, as was the way you laid your rhyme scheme. Each word seemed to pound into my head the last word seemed almost as if in a whisper. Very well done. ~Urban Shipwreck~

  • A former member wrote: err until the last word, rather. Sleep dep, you mah only friend.

  • urbanhumility On Tuesday, November 18, 2003, urbanhumility (1158)By person wrote:

    so touchingly dark.....in this absence there is so much, you truly have spoken well here.........urban

  • KittyStryker On Thursday, November 13, 2003, KittyStryker (710)By person wrote:

    this is absolutely stunning. pure art. so happy to have you here on dp... your poetry shines, bright and welcome, throught the dreariness.

  • OLd SouL On Wednesday, November 12, 2003, OLd SouL (717)By person wrote:

    fantastic write purr. I'm definitely looking forward to your work, I will peruse what you have. Welcome to DP. :::OLd

  • Demosthenes On Monday, November 10, 2003, Demosthenes (155)By person wrote:

    good lord. X was right as a mug. okay, im white, i know. but nevertheless. this is one hot p'tootey great write. now write me more. and pretend i had nice big adjectives like X did, so i sound smart. -B


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