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Insanity

Blood red rain inside my head,
Forms pools, where sanity has fled.
Screaming, putrid, moaning ghouls,
Play mindless games, with fatal rules.

Butchered priests, wave hand less arms,
While rotting whores display their charms.
Crippled jesters, grin and dance,
As long blind gamblers take a chance.

Politicians, fat with vice,
Give sin soaked Judges, bad advice.
Starving children, beg for aid,
From barbed wire cages, parents made.

I swim within my poisoned bile,
Condemned, and sentenced, without trial.
I scream for help, from all creation,
Knowing there is no salvation.
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Owain Glyn

Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013


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A look inside a troubled mind.

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  • Diane Hine (5/16/2013 7:29:00 AM)

    A truly terrifying vision and the pace is rhythmic and relentless!

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  • Karen Sinclair (5/15/2013 11:31:00 AM)

    a perfect description of the lost moments i have lived far too often although my experiences have been of different visions...the third section struck a chord tyvm karen

  • Lynne Fincherspringarden (5/15/2013 11:31:00 AM)

    Such a torture chamber of the mind. I can not fathom the endless black hole of this state of mind. However insane a view of the world it portrays, some of it hits the mark as in the case of the politicians. Graphically and tragically beautiful in verse. It leaves you cold and hopeless. It provides those of us with a better view a peek at the torment of mental illness and perhaps provides us with compassion to those suffering the illness.

  • Ace Of Black Hearts (5/13/2013 6:43:00 PM)

    Indeed beautiful poem, there is no escaping the clutches of insanity, there is only enduring it.

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