Her Insanity

Her Insanity

A Poem by Brianna Montrope

While she sought the smile of angels 
Darkness called her soul
Surrounded by many
Yet still managed to feel so alone
The voices were calling
Begging her to come
To sit in their circle and have some fun
The demons they gave her blades
And the monsters they gave her pills
And she took them reluctantly
For it was never her will
They took her to ledges and encouraged her to jump
And when she refused to they gave her a gun
She couln't pull the trigger because she didn't want to die
And every night she cried herself to sleep often wondering why
She'll be surrounded by her friends and faking a smile
When inside of her head a war is raging inside
Its her against her demons
Yet everytime they win
Its just too much to bear
They're driving her insane
She laid in the bath tub her head submerged
And they told her to stay under just a little longer
And just as she was about to fall into a permanent slumber
She came back up and the tears started falling from her eyes
And the voices jeered her as she cried
She stood on a chair the noose around her neck
But she couldn't seem to jump she wasn't ready yet
She had the knife in her hands ready to stab
And because she couldn't bring herself to do it 
She got so mad
Every car that drove by when she walked down the street
She wanted to jump in front of
But just couldn't seem to move her feet
You see, she finds it soo conflicting
That her mind is against her desire to live
Yet stops her whenever she decided to fall into the abyss
She just wants peace
She just wants happiness
She just wants to be rid of her sadness
To be rid of Her Insanity



© 2017 Brianna Montrope



Author's Note

Brianna Montrope
Ignore lack of punctuation.

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Whoa. I don’t know what to say. There’s so much feeling in this poem. I don’t really have any criticism or constructive advice, all I can say is well done. And, at the risk of sounding melodramatic, you seem to have captured the essence of suffering. I hope you’re okay :)

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Brianna Montrope

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I am truly okay now.



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Whoa. I don’t know what to say. There’s so much feeling in this poem. I don’t really have any criticism or constructive advice, all I can say is well done. And, at the risk of sounding melodramatic, you seem to have captured the essence of suffering. I hope you’re okay :)

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Brianna Montrope

2 Weeks Ago

I am truly okay now.

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Brianna Montrope
Brianna Montrope

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