InsanityA Poem by ChloeThe infuriating cycle of wanting and disgust within my own being is slowing clawing at my sanity and making it impossible for me to function in this world that I live in. Beauty to behold is held captive by distance and self-promises, taunting my mind and body with unattainable possibility. The unknown subject is merely a reminder of the steps I have taken in the last fiscal year to improve my soul and yet... Yet she taints it with the imagery and lust that I have been suppressing. I yearn for contact the way a vampire desires blood;
instinctively. Fire defines my blood and now that rage is beginning to manifest
itself into my entire form. The fidgeting, tireless form that seems to be my
being is merely masking the truth of unrest. Animalistic need is pure and raw;
the monster within me to an embarrassing degree makes me feel like a deviant
under scrutiny of my own conscious. Break me and take me. Prove to me that control is not mine with force. Respect the demon in my soul and allow it the opportunity to come to the surface, if only for the dead of night. © 2011 ChloeAuthor's Note
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