The Unhinged Mind.
This blank page Beckons,
As I write this,
For just a few seconds,
I can feel alive,
Pour my heart out,
To an unseen scribe,
Taking down these regrets,
All these anecdotal deaths,
The lines that could've been,
The words that wouldn't fit,
All this imagery that remains unseen,
Clean cut and white washed,
So my imagination can run free,
But in this room it's just you and me,
Just us that be,
Every thought I have is of you,
Pushed through,
A filter of knowing what we could do,
Was it a clue,
A hint to be picked up,
A door to be left shut,
A roof to be held up,
Or a floor,
Like so many dark moors,
To be left underfoot,
My mind is clouded,
Thoughts blacked out and shrouded,
An eruption's quaking,
The sirens sounded,
Emotions veiled,
Stuck, Behind a curtain of ash and soot,
When we get knocked down,
Do we really get back up,
Or is this an illusion,
A trick or confusion,
Is the weight so intense,
That we're just stuck for solutions,
Well I refuse to believe that,
Every night that I'm breathin',
I'm takin' air that is needed,
I am not that conceited,
I will not be defeated,
With every ounce that I am,
I will make my stand,
Our foes be damned,
So come take my hand,
Walk with me,
Take your spot in the lime light,
And lets dance through the night life,
I walk the blade of a sharp knife,
But without a fear of falling,
How could I take flight ?
How could I make right,
The wrongs that are so strong,
That I might die ?
It might be a tough sight,
Like a Pikachu,
in a fight with a water type,
There, I just showed you my geek side,
But it's alright coz I'll keep fighting the good fight,
Against a tough life I'll show my damn might,
And if I lose ? ...
Well I'll give the Devil a damned fright !
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/457obq/between_visits/
Posted Feb 11, 2016, 10:06 PM UTC
Great flow throughout the poem, really loved the first part regarding the writing process as well, pretty accurate and beautifully stated!