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I see foggy shadows. The outlines not whole. Something took the thoughts. It came and it stole. In the world that I write. It's begun to fall apart. I used to stay there all day.
. Hammer on metal my senses bled, disturbed by the commotion inside my head. In pools of tears, I lay frustrated, helpless, through the pain my nerves were grated.
You were a millionaire A fortune of plenty Not of money But of thoughts all the same And like any other fortune The less fortunate craved it They wanted to take it Your thoughts from you too No one...
#acrostic. 15+. Voices echoing inside my head. Alien feelings full of dread. Fear and loathing building steam. Faceless horrors attack my dreams. Another box to lock them in.
It taps into my very core. Then leaks from every darkened pore. Infects, controls, hotwires my brain. Leaves me with the deepest stain. Once in, it's very hard to move.
Inside my head There is a man Family's dead He hatched a plan.
It's gone past 3 in the morning ,. And I cant get no sleep. so I roll me a joint hoping it will send me on my way. But all it did was open my mind ,,. for you,,,,,,. Iv got.
I just had a nightmare, It roused me from my sleep, Tore its way down to my heart, Swam, and swam so deep.
Why is this song stuck in my head. Couldn't it be a song I like instead. I haven't heard this song in 10 years, But the stupid sound is still ringing in my ears. When will it stop.
It was a warm day out. The sun shone beautifully, and there were no clouds in the sky. I was lying down on the ground, the blades of grass gently tickling my skin.
Nothing. You can't sleep, still can't unwind. Still nothing. You press rewind and delete the days events in your mind. Still nothing. Why can't I sleep. look at the damn time. Still nothing.
Talk to me about the darkness inside of you, I'm here to listen, I understand, I really do... Maybe I could help you decide what to do, I just want to get some of my pain out too.
Night approaches, A scream awakes the peace. A mother runs in to see her daughter terrified beyond belief. "Mom, mom.
Flickering across the cracking plaster ceiling, the firelight dances like water flirting with the sunlight. Its peaks and valleys accented with shadows and orange glow.
That one nightmare, Leaves me shaking, Sweat on brow, My body quaking. Hands clutch sheets, My breathing shallow, Look in mirror: Flesh so sallow.
I tell myself, This is all a dream. Try to choke back, Another scream. It seems I've died, And gone to hell, Into your trap I have fell. Twisted mind games, You play with me.
I can pretend while the sun is high. But i can't lie...beneath the moon. I'm "okay" in the hours light. Quiet darkness...brings my doom. It's in the night that it finds me.
Hello again. Now straight to the point: fears, they are the prepetual treadmills upon which our egos run. Our combination of fears and intensity of them is all different and unique to ourselves.
As I lay alone in my bed, Endless thoughts Run through my head. I want to scream. I need my rest, I long to dream. Eyelids won't even droop. My brain is running An endless loop.
I was thinking of something but now I've forgotten Somehow it was important or maybe just rotten I'll think elsewhere and it may come back to me Resurface just like the proverbial bad penny An itch...
#youngwritershousehold. The crab of my life,. The shell I can't let go,. The crab of my life,. The sideways life I own,. The crab of my life,. The snippets of joy,. The crab of my life,.
In the deep, dark recesses. Of my deep, dark mind. Lies a quiet kind of madness. That many couldn't find. Twisted emotions,. Twisted intent. Demons encircling. From hell they've been sent.
In that one moment sleep can take me. Willingly into its arms. Let me dream about winning. And a life without any harm. But once I set my head to rest. On a pillow I find the best.
With pen in hand I doodle Pointless pictures black on white When words just don't flow freely I know something isn't right Preoccupied of mind No time to gather thought Fighting fires and chasing...