Sober Conscious

by Kuro   May 6, 2009


I focus on the noise
My thoughts devoid
The demons scream
Swallow my dreams

The silence fills my with dread
Hearing the voices inside my head
Like whispering needles into my brain
I can't think with all the strain

Turn up the volume so that I cannot hear
My mind wonders to a place filled with fear
Muddied with thoughts so unclear
Drown the voices with another bottle of beer

My thoughts lead me to a dark place
So I kill the memories, just in case
Kill the conscious which I seem to lack
When I'm sober, they fight back

My brain or liver, what's the point?
Why not my lungs, I'll smoke a joint
I'll do anything to make me forget
Waking up in a cold sweat

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  • 15 years ago

    by DreamingOutLoud

    I just saw that i commented twice on this poem..
    i honestly don't remember reading it.. but it looks like it had the same eeffect on me..

  • 15 years ago

    by DreamingOutLoud

    Dddiiivvvvviiinneeeee & very creative!!!!!!!!!!!

    love it dude !!

  • 15 years ago

    by Of Sweet Insanity

    My God.

    This is... I just love this.
    5/5, NO DOUBT.

    These lines:
    "Hearing the voices inside my head
    Like whispering needles into my brain"
    Were my favorite because of the way I could feel what you meant.
    You wrote a beautiful poem mate.

    Keep writing! I love your style, flow, word choice, emotion, all of it, sincerely.
    -me

  • 15 years ago

    by Sadespair

    Great poem.
    I liked how you described everything.

  • 15 years ago

    by DreamingOutLoud

    This poem is divine - add a "chorus" and a few extra lines and it can be a rap selling song. Love it :)

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