The Descent

Poem about essentially losing your sanity – inspired somewhat by the song "Personal Demons" by Rufus Rex

Madness swirling
twisting, twirling.
There's no escape,
this is your fate.

Falling farther,
faster, harder.
No end in sight,
no way to fight.

Losing your mind,
drop at a time.
Slowly you're gone,
life force withdrawn.

Never the same,
lesser became.
You're you no more,
new man in store.

No turning back,
can't leave this track.
Mad you will dwell,
welcome to Hell.

Author's Note

Written during the SATs in my test booklet, probably because it felt like my mind was melting... >_>
If/when we get those back, I'll probably have to fix some things here, because I wrote this up a couple days after the test and could only go off of what I had remembered writing, which wasn't much, which is why the first two little parts are a bit different than the final three.
Basically, this is draft numero uno in a long line of at least one more draft at some point, so be nice please ^-^

Reviews

[Sierra Nerys]

ahhhhh i really love this :D clearly there was nothing better to do during SATs, so this makes perfect sense :3
greatttt poem :)