#insanity poems on Hello Poetry

GaryFairy Jul 2022

Grown

My sanity is gone
tired of being the pawn
it's only bones on the lawn
with spite in each bone
it's alter ego is all alone
my insanity is grown

#insanity #sanity #grown #alone #careless #free #adult

fray narte Jul 2022

The Point in Pointlessness

I stick my fingers in my throat
and throw up a basket of swallowed suns;
under it, my tongue is parched and pinned in place
like a dried house moth on an entomologist’s hand
that nurses it back to life

and demands devotion in return,
a poem in return.

But I have purged the feeling being out of me
like a cold, cold man now averse to the ways of his younger lover
who is alive for all of it — the lust and the starving kisses
and the quiet deaths in the morning only to haunt at night.

I leave letters for my bitten nails without meaning a single word,
and go to lie with the superficiality, the hypocrisy nesting under my tongue.

I have started writing poems again — see where they take me this time
and find myself here, once more
where a fool unpacks her baggage and out I come rolling
like a dead body with a foaming mouth, a brown moth burning under the sun,
a leech that scurries under salt and needles,
slowly eroding like sanity.

She thinks, therefore, she is, they say,
but at what cost? She looks on and pens this poem
with a tiny smile on her lips.

written June 6, 2022, 10:53 am

#poetry #poets #insanity #fraynarte #sylviaplath #writers #spilledink #dissociation #madness

Heidi Franke Jul 2022

The Illness

The Illness

You spend exponentially
All services of every cell in your body
For years
To keep an ill one alive

Possible prolonged moments of happiness and hope
trickle in
Between the hospitalizations

Your spending is what you find out
He doesn’t trust.

What one finds out
Is ones unprepared-ness
My son wants to claim his life
For himself, to which could be his end or not.

Like the breaking egg, beak first
Or sunlight cracking through trees
Where light comes out and gives birth
With uneven decisions
Will I live?
And what IS living with a chronic diease like?

What he believes is not that he doesn’t trust you,
He just wants to trust himself.
What other choice in the insanity defense is there
That would be as human, then giving freedom of choice to him.

Illness Trust Paranoia

#illness #trust #insanity

Thomas W Case Apr 2022

It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse

It's the little things that
drives one mad,
a snapped shoelace,
on your way to the
liquor store in the
driving snow.
A cockroach in
the cereal,
dead batteries, when all you
want to do is listen
to music.
Shifty eyed people in
my house, quietly plotting
my demise.
It's the tree of
life, cut down to clear
space for a parking lot.
No love from my brother.
Another frosty day in April.
Cigarette prices constantly
rising astronomically.
Footsteps in an empty
hallway.
It's Just a hop, skip, and
a jump to the madhouse.

#insanity

Phantom Poet Mar 2022

Writings of a lone spaceman

Everything is moving fast,
At a single blink,
Gone is the days into the past,
All we have our choices to think,
In our decisions to trust,
Distracted by illusions we cast,
Illusions of purpose and freedom to last,
Every decision we make is another path,

Do you not see?

Everything hangs on the scale of choices,
It's just like zeroes and ones,
Like simple binary,
Our destinies coded into reality,
To be or no to be,
To exist or not,
To pursue answers beyond insanity,
A choice to accept or reject,
The very existence of choice,
Dictates free will,
Or so we would believe and feel,
And pretend to be free,
But always end up,
Exactly where we are meant,
to be.

#choice #reality #insanity #existence #binary

Carlo C Gomez Mar 2022

Timber Wolf

jaeger.
chasseur.
foxtail.
seduction of fascism in mind,
like tumbling autumn leaves
ever and always
on the steps of a country house.
always and ever
just outside the aix-les-bains dance hall.
his blousy new bride
and her old lover
aware of his sympathies and
  the danger he presents to them.

jaeger.
chasseur.
foxtail.
seduction of fascism in mind,
ever and always
on a deserted alpine road.
always and ever
one trail of blood,
remnant of the preyed upon.
she screams against the glass,
quiet devil in the backseat
haunted by the disorder
  of his own mind.

eyes opened to
his own mutability.
alienation is immanent,
bred in the bone.
a desperate need for gravitas,
built upon vaporous credulity.
and she is pursued through the woods
ever and always,
through iridescent fields
always and ever,
until finally in his crosshairs
  she falls.

those like him have not suddenly
vanished from the earth, but
  are merely lying in wait.

#domestic #violence #prey #marriage #divorce #****** #insanity #abuse #terror

Steven Forrester Nov 2021

Have I Given Enough?

Silently I stand
Surrounded in stoicism
Submerged in saddening sorrow
Saddled by stacking sour and soulful screams
This pressure building heavier
Yet I endeavor
I carry this weight
Always knowing
The load I bear
Will at some point
Give way
Releasing a cavalcade
Of despair
My life has not been easy
Albeit easier than others
This pressure grows on you
Sometimes so much it smothers
And covers
The screams
That replace my dreams
That shine
In my eyes
Over time
It has died
All that's left is grime
My eyes
An everlasting echo
Etched into everything
I've ever erased from memory
A cliche I'll enter
I hurt myself
To make sure I can still feel
I meet love head on
Full of zeal
Incessantly inquiring for that iconic
And inspirational ideal
But to no avail
My heart seems
At least to me
A fun thing
For people to step on
I rush to aid the ones
Who remind me of myself
Because for me
No one cared
No one dared
So maybe I should
Maybe I could
Offer my opinion
Grant a little guidance
My lack of direction
Makes me a foul figure
To follow
So my advice is unheard...
I apologize for this dump
Recently I've been in a slump
Just wanted to say this stuff
And also ask the world
****,
When have I given enough?

#love #heartbreak #insanity

Bowedbranches Oct 2021

Bring it..

Meatballs
And close calls
He can never seem
To quit cleaning..

Master of the matrix
May just be maintaining
I'd hate to malfunction

Once I understand
how it all works
It's my fault....

And now your hurt

Eventually convinced
I might be cursed
Because I can't
Hear the call..
No longer

Probably be hobblin'
Over
higher
hurdles
soon
And surviving rougher seas
Than I have ever seen

But,
Nobody can wage
A War like me

Sooo

Bring it!

#wars #oenworstenemy #greif #insanity