10 March 2013

Poem: Killing a Mind

Just here to kick off the writing sharing then I'll step out of the spotlight :ooo

Killing a Mind
A thousand claws
On the inside
A thousand voices
In whom to confide

Terror's grip
More deadly than man
For what man can't do
Terror can

And when you worry
It's power will grow
And in that terror
A small seed they'll sow

That fear will drive you
To glory or pain
But glory is short
And pursued by rain

As you stand on the bridge
A thousand feet up
The calls of the people
Will fill glory's cup.

A thousand voices
On the inside
A thousand voices
In whom to confide.

But you're lost on the road
A path going nowhere
Your only guide
A map with a tear

And slowly your blundering
Will come to a stop
When the voices move in
To harvest their crop

A crop that was planted
In the seed of fear
And terror and wonder
At how you got here

When did the path
Become your home
And for how long
Have you been alone

A thousand claws
On the inside
A thousand voices
In whom to confide

But none are the voices
You needed to hear
To console you and comfort
And make your mind clear

Instead here you stand
Alone at the end
With naught but your terror
Of Death as your friend

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