Birth of Sanity

by Maple Tree   Jul 28, 2017


Plagued images
of rapture, torment -
mindless journals
race within a troublesome
mind.

Hands become the enemy;
torturing me to write of
moments that have mated
with silence

long enough.

I hear screams in the dead
of a summary night,
and it's me;

Carving my way out of
insanity....

    report violation
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  • 8 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Superb indeed and haunting to the very bones. Great write.

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    This is superb and very chilling
    Well done as always on a fantastic piece

    Em x

  • 8 years ago

    by Michael

    So...Chilling Andrea
    But a wonderful piece

    Michael :)

  • 8 years ago

    by Aegis

    Yet another spectacular write from you! You always find a way to paint vibrant words like graffiti across my mind.

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