27 October, 2002
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
Alone with my own mind
I suffer the wrath of silence
Turmoil swirls the constant thoughts
..dangerous depressive thoughts
I try to ignor what is not there
but my mind resists
It just won't rest
..it won't shut off
Too quiet, the quiet
eating at me
like a cancerous void
Whispers from nowhere
Constantly it reminds me
of things done wrong
Faulting me for humanity
it tortures my soul
Tears fill my eyes
as i fear my own sanity
I plead, wretched silence
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Luc (188.8.131.52) -- Monday, October 28 2002, 04:34 am|
sometimes the most loudest sound, is silence. i personally love the silence. but like most to many it is a dangerous thing. just drift back into old happy memories and fill that empty void. silence, will soon be... silenced.
|Rose (184.108.40.206) -- Friday, June 20 2003, 02:25 am|
first i wanna say i luv ur poems/site.....it inspires me and i feel the same way a lot of y'all do. second, i luv this poem 'cuz its exactly how i feel right now. tryin to battle my own thoughts....its hard. all i can do tho is try to be strong and hang in there. i just cry tho. ill be ok tho...thanx to ur poems...thank u.
|Jaici (220.127.116.11) -- Monday, July 14 2003, 04:51 am|
I can relate to that very much! Keep up the great poems Becky..
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