The veil of sanity
Shields my face
Behind this facade
Madness does grace
The whispers torment
The shouts they hurt
Inner turmoil drives
My face in the dirt
Perplexed of mind
Sorrowful of heart
There is no ending
Without a start
I feign normality
Insidious is the voice
My soul wreaks havoc
Infects my choice
A withered soul
Once so pure
Enslaved by contempt
A devilled whore
©Kim Brown 14th January 2013
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