by Lyical Madness   Apr 28, 2017

And I can't see for the blinding power of the screaming
Tears of blood
Twisted knots that strangle the words
Fog filled forests that I stumble through endlessly
The echos of the thunder as it slaps the earth
The wooden gasps in the darkness under my feet
Hands reaching out & vanishing into the mist filled nothingness
I had a soul, it fell to the wayside
Skin on fire
Heart alight


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  • 1 year ago

    by Lyical Madness

    Thank you all for you amazing words x

  • 1 year ago

    by Ben Pickard

    An incredibly powerful and well written poem.

    Take care and all the best,


  • 1 year ago

    by Brenda

    Wow, blown away. THis is really powerful-

  • 1 year ago

    by Pagan Paul

    I wish I got the fog filled forests.
    I get a desolate rocky flat misty wasteland :(
    I like the way this describes a place all sufferers go. The scenery may be different for each person, but the feeling is very much the same.

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