You’re choking, fiercely spluttering
In depths of darkness, as the weight
Of all your failure presses down
And alone, you scream in the night
The surging fire of your heart
Creates a muddled stormy mess
Now all your self-control destroyed
You sink into mania’s clutch
Burning overtakes your senses
Leaving them numb, except for that
One swelling fantasy, which holds
You stranded in a raging sea
And you’re blinded, the world around
Drifting like a phantom vessel –
Floating you yearn for sight of land
Another touch, another dose
You hold your ailment to your breast
A bane from which you cannot part
Refusing to cease, put to rest
The tortured ghost that’s haunting you
Yet through it all you remain with
Perception frightfully astute
As you watch, waiting to make that
Definite plunge into the void
The place where all the shadows play
With glee they’ll guide you to the end
Whilst showing you all you once had
And that which now you never will
Image: Dalí, The Face of War
Simply amazing.
Reminded me of how I use to feel in my high school.
Thanks! I was inspired by a destructive tendency of holding onto negative emotions/ getting hung up over the past..