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Someone help me, I feel insanity lurking in the back of my mind, ominously looming. It makes salient feelings that are disgusting What's worse is that the help is not willing. Yes, I call out to you, best friend. But you are unable to understand. I laugh. I wasn't expecting it in the end. And yet this insanity is something I've to mend. I also call out to you, man from afar. But all you care about is inhaling tar. Though I know that you, too, have similar scars, I suppose the reason you can't help is because you're too far. So here I am. Again. Alone. This insanity has certainly taken it's toll. I guess I'll remain in this dark, scary hole. Never have I felt so far away from home.
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Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 9:00 PM UTC
A Lonely Dance with Insanity
Someone help me, I feel insanity lurking in the back of my mind, ominously looming. It makes salient feelings that are disgusting What's worse is that the help is not willing. Yes, I call out to you, best friend. But you are unable to understand. I laugh. I wasn't expecting it in the end. And yet this insanity is something I've to mend. I also call out to you, man from afar. But all you care about is inhaling tar. Though I know that you, too, have similar scars, I suppose the reason you can't help is because you're too far. So here I am. Again. Alone. This insanity has certainly taken it's toll. I guess I'll remain in this dark, scary hole. Never have I felt so far away from home.
jay-vee-arh
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Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 9:00 PM UTC
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