Strife

In the darkness, they stalk you.
But in the light they dwell
Their reach knows no bounds
Their voices have no sound.
You fear them without question
they know your every intention
your fears, your pains, every ounce of shame.
you carry a burden so great 
it leaves you suicidal.
You have strength in your sorrows
A light in the dark tunnel
There is hope in your struggle
So just wait for tomorrow
Never give up and never give in
The demons may try, but they will never win.
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lyrycsyntyme's picture

Graceful flow

A very poetic call to carry on through the greatest challenge we face - the troubled voice within ourselves.

Bec.J's picture

Thank you I'm glad you

Thank you I'm glad you understood my poem clearly :) 


For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination,

lyrycsyntyme's picture

You're welcome.

Well worth the time to read and take it in.

S74RW4RD's picture

First, this is poem is full

First, this is poem is full of very profound wisdom.  I wanted that statement to be the first part of my comment.  It also creates a very eerie atmosphere.

   As I read this, I was reminded of a rather lengthy short story (long but well worth the effort) by Robert Aickman, entitled "Pages From A Young Girl's Journal."  In that story, Aickman---who at the date of its writing was a sixty year old dour Englishman, trained as an architect---imitates the voice of an adolescent girl of the early nineteenth century; who, in "her" journal gives us a vivid account of what it is like to give into the monstrous and demonic presence that pursues her.  I mean this as a compliment to you, because Aickman, in my opinion, is the "gold standard" of eerie tales, and your poem certainly rises to that level, while also provided, as I said above, some very profound wisdom.


Starward

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Thank you for taking the time to read my poem.

Thank you for taking the time to read my poem.

I am very honoured that you view my writing to a standard worthy of such an Author as Robert Aickman.

This poem represents the daily struggles that I am sure a lot of people face as I do myself. We all have inner demons. 

All of my writings come from first-hand experience, so once again thank you for taking the time to read them! 


For me, insanity is super sanity. The normal is psychotic. Normal means lack of imagination,