A Savior Of Dementia

by Conrad   Nov 30, 2008


Try to hurt me.
I dare you.
I cannot feel your words anymore.

Only past love, a past life,
past hatred, past strife.

I am immortal to your words.
They sink in to my skin.
And I feel them crawling all over.
But they are only words.

You are the one I wanted.
Just a child wanting a toy.
I pull the string, my yo-yo.
Performing bombastic tricks, how fun.

Your mind is so feeble.
Not nearly so bold.
What are you?
A silly girl with no cause, no purpose.

You can send the armies after me.
Blades cannot pierce me.
These demons are so hungry.
Why not feed them with hurt, with misery?

Draped in white, a savior.
I am the one you call Lord and Devil.
You are all fools, believers.
The dementia of normality is your curse.

I still stand strong above you.
Above your masses, your poisons.
Oh what a new world this is,
for an old soul.

Cry, and I will drink.
Bleed and I will eat.
Love and I will laugh.
And death, what a treat.

I don't mind all the suffering you have.
And your piercing eyes, those enemies.
All that matters is the blue sky ahead.
And where these wings will take me next.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Skyfire

    Very strong poem! It took a little bit of a turn at the end--the beginning seemed very dark, but at the end you bring hope back into it.

  • 16 years ago

    by Jennifer RIP Lesthat Hayden

    I cannot feel your words anymore.

    I really like that line. You can't feel words, but that's why I like you. You have to look deeper and give your own meaning to it, whether it means emotions of the words, or something else.

    And i feel them crawling all over.

    Capitalize all your I's mister. XD

    Hmm, interesting poem. Reminds me of a lot of my old old olllld work. The imagery was good, I wish the words were a bit more creative. It looks like something I'd hear out of a movie, said by the evil character that's a billion years old and blah blah blah.

    Maybe use I a little less. Some poems can get away with it, but I think this one would have been better if you combined sentences and just chopped off the I's.

    Other than that it was an all right read. I liked how you worded some lines and it had a dark feel to it which is good. I enjoyed the title as well. Four out of five.

  • 16 years ago

    by Crystal Rose Blooming

    I have tears as I read this sad piece. I'm not sure if we are of the same mind, but I know Dementia and you have penned that so well, maybe not being able to fully remember is the savior of such. Well penned in deed , deep, touching and just tear rendering

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