Trapped

Serpentine they sinuate through my mind
Constricting my thoughts they become entwined
Now poisoned, diseased, they are no longer mine
I'm trapped in the labyrinth of a baneful design

Huddled in a corner, but they are on the hound
It's only a matter of time before I'm found
They slink behind me, first a whisper
Then rapidly fremescent- darker and deeper

Each in contradiction of the other
They try to drown out one another
They tell me to run. They tell me to come clean
"Put your ego at stake? The very idea is obscene!"-

Scream the voices in my head. I just want them to cease
Hunted and haunted I have not a moment of release
Leave me be you demons of warped confounded thought!
If only I could efface the memory of those who provoked this fraught...

Ramble...

I've deleted the original post due to its 'unlike-me' nature.

To PB, Chavie and whoever else who may have stumbled on this blog, let it be known that this was just a moment of... ahem.. weakness. I am quite emotionally detached and only rarely (pfft! practically never) breakdown.

I'm good, now.

Cheers!

Sweet Revenge

Behind the glass your scarlet lips
Twisted into a smile,

Satisfied you'd executed the deed
With such flamboyance and style.

Crystal raised, you made a toast
And savoured the contents like wine.

The taste of cherry syrupy blood...
Tell me, was it saccharine?

Purgatory of the Hypocrites

Raw, open and bare,
Now the world sees you for who you really are.
Writhing in mortification with each else stare,
You cry for help but all you get is despair.
You've wandered fortuitously into Lucifer's lair...

Dark thoughts begin to imbue your once pure mind,
To all your virtues and morals you are now blind.
The fake smiles and facade, you try to hide behind,
Are transparent and for that you are bitterly maligned.
Welcome, to the self induced purgatory of mankind.