Insanity

by Ayla Cortimai   Jun 5, 2012


I feel it's presence
it's still there
lurking...
watching...
waiting...

waiting for when I am weak
So that it's head can raise and consume me...
I fear it,
Yet I do not,
For I know that I am strong,
But I cannot always save myself.
I feel like I'm drowning...
Drowning and a ceasly pool of darkness and something pure and made of joy brinng out...

I know how you are,
For you and I are the same..
The same inside..
I use to be pure,
I use to be innocent
But when I touched death for the first time
And saw it's wings taking flight,
I have yet to supress it's presence
and I have yet to fight this insanity...
It is there, I know it is
who knows?
Maybe I have already gone insane...

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  • 12 years ago

    by Kate

    Mmm... this is good. I like how you include the monster or "death" and make it seem like an actual thing... nice personifiction and imagery. The fact that you're "seeing" this demon is also a good way to play into the insanity thing, nice. Deep, dark, twisted and soo good. It is easy to relate

    • 12 years ago

      by Ayla Cortimai

      ^^ thank you. I was having one of my twisted moments and myfriend and myself where talking and I had said all of this...So, yeah

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