im not alone inside my head
sit on a throne thats sits on dead
i know im grown im seeing red
im not alone inside my head
you feel the weight i feel it too
no food no plate it eats right through
i cant escape the words they sting
inside my head the voices ring
take off that mask take off your clothes
its time for you to be exsposed
rip down the wall get out that room
of children singing songs of doom
dont let it take your breath away
forget the pain of yesterday
lay down your guns lay down your mind
dont try to find whats left behind
i know you feel the way i do
if this is real then what are you
dont try to know is what it said
im not alone inside my head
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Author:
Mr,apocalapse (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 9th, 2024 18:31
- Comment from author about the poem: i do not hear voices this is just a metophore
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Comments3
The flow of this is masterfully done, and the sentiment that you have raised is relatable brilliance!
Well worth a favourite, bravo, and I hope that all is well!
thank you very much for reading my poem and letting me know what you think have a blessed day
You are very welcome, and a blessed day to you too.
A fantastic poem
brilliantly composed indeed!!👍
Strong feelings
and emotions,
eloquently expressed
and a real treat to read!! 💯
Best regards ✌️ Thad
this poem tried to resemble robert frost every line in the poem in only 8 sylables dundun dundun dundun dundun and im glad you liked it
What a comforting poem. I believe most of us feel the weight of loneliness at times. Thanks for this.
That's what I'm here for to tell you what I know so you can put words to what you feel
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