Spirals

There are moments when the mind
closes off.
With no
warning.
As if, in the mind, stuck in a
glass room.
Able to see and hear everything happening on the outside,
Unable to interact.
Trapped within the mind.
Closed off,
not able to be touched,
the mind doesn't comprehend,
for in the mind, nothing can be reached,
trapped in the glass room.
Should have
Warned
Those close and loved sooner,
but no words came.
Inside the glass room,
thoughts spiral out
of control.
The constant flow of words,
ceased not for this poet in the past weeks,...months
Rather just neglected to write the screaming words on paper.
Causing a
B
U
I
L
D
U
P.
At which any moment
can
And will
explode.
The glass room,
barricading from those loved,
preventing hurt,
but causing Confusion.
The glass room is meant for containment.
But consequences always occurs,
when entered in the presence
of someone loved.
Need time to stop the thoughts.
To sort through them.
So the exit feels comfortable to show its face once again.

Author's Note

It's been a while since I've written anything, and this wasn't actually going to be posted, because it terrifies me to think that people will be reading my personal writing. Then I have to remind myself that that is one of the reasons why I joined Writers Cafe. To expose myself, and my deepest, and sometimes darkest thoughts, to be vulnerable.
Wow, um, just ignore that, ha,....kinda turned to rambling, but ok, hope you enjoyed this recent piece.

Reviews

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Personal or not, this is a fine write......

As a poet, i certainly can relate to the mental state you describe in this poem. Even in the sanest of minds there are moments when words and thoughts come cascading with a frightening intensity. At such times most poets pour those thoughts out on the page, to relieve the pressure within and also to spare sharing those thoughts or corrupting others with those thoughts. To me, its just a normal state of mind. It's when we store those thoughts without release that we endanger our mental capacity and thus place others in danger of being exposed to them. And in such a state that is when trouble often occurs. Releasing the words and thoughts is always the best choice to make.

This was an interesting write written in such a style that the intensity behind the words could be easily felt by this reader. Nicely conceived.

[Nipplegrinder]

There's a good bit of melancholy in this towards its end. I didn't expect it with the way you began. Well penned.

[Coyote Poetry]

The mind can become crazy. Sometime we must stop and slow down. Regain our mind. Nice flow of words and thoughts my friend. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[H L Rose]

Being vulnerable is hard and something I commend you on. Until recently I would never have even considered sharing my personal feelings or thoughts on a platform like this.

I thought it was interesting how you wrote BUILDUP like you did.
Thanks for sharing.

[Chris Shaw]

I think it is good to express yourself in writing when you can't convey those spiralling and out of control thought to others. I like the way you describe being in a glass room while the ones you love are on the outside and you can't communicate with them.You say the glass room is for containment, to prevent hurt. I am wondering whether that is hurt to your loved ones, you or maybe even both. I like that you know this situation will pass, it is a temporary state before you can face others again. Thank you for sharing.

Chris

[barleygirl]

This is a great word painting of how it might feel to be neurotic. Feeling neurotic half the time myself, I recognize this glass room, a powerful analogy you carry thru your message with mesmerizing regularity. Lots of neurotic people write neurotic poems, but I’m always happy to see a writer transform some yukky mental sensations into pure creativity, which is what you’ve done here. I hope you will never feel shy about offering your writing to the world. This is an excellent example of how to pour out your angst imaginatively without it sounding like a rant (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Pete]

sometimes it comes so fast and furious. barely time to capture it all so we go off to be alone with the thoughts and capture it. takes time for things to sink in. great metaphor - spiral. creatively and skillfully articulated. nice job ... :)

[Lavi]

That's alright, I ramble all the time myself. I joined Writer's Cafe for similar reasons, as when PoetFreak was closed I became more closed off, and though I still wrote poetry I wasn't able to, as you put it, expose myself and be vulnerable. Honest.

As for the write itself, I can relate to this. I did it a lot when I was younger, and people would get unnerved. Or ask me if I was okay. Which I wasn't but didn't want to deal with the consequences of that, let alone of others being aware to that little detail. So instead every time I needed the "containment" I would pull out a book and mechanically turn the pages so it wouldn't be suspicious. Then when I actually read the book the rest of the world went away. Before that though I would lock myself in a cage at night when I refused to sleep in prophecized dreams/nightmares or be alone with my thoughts. So yeah, I understand a little of what you're talking about and going through. Not much, as we're all humans on a different wavelength, but I can resonate with the feeling.

On another note, glad to have you back on here, writing from your soul. I have missed reading your work, particular recent ones, and it is always introspective to listen to another person's thoughts and feelings that we probably wouldn't speak or express in the real world.

- Lavi

[Davidgeo]

You rely on line breaks too much.

"with no
warning"

"should have
warned"

"can
and will
explode"


When you do that too much it comes off as lazy writing. It works better when read aloud but when a reader is just reading it doesn't come off so well. I do it too sometimes myself when I can't find a poetic flow. But it's really not a good thing to make a habit of.

[Wonderland Asylum]

I can see how it seems like lazy writing, but if you've read my piece, Writers (_________), then maybe you'll understand more. Read it, and also read the authors note. I have mental conditions, such as OCD, and severe anxiety, causing my brain to latch onto certain words or phrases, then think about everything relater to that word/phrase, each thought becoming more intense. When I write my poetry, I format and structure it exactly how it is in my head. I do it like that because the effect that I feel when I'm thinking of it stays with the piece once written down.

[Davidgeo]

I'm probably lazier than you. You should smoke some grass.

[The Iron Horseman]

This is both interesting and revelatory. I too frequently wish there was an off switch for my mind, so that I could shut it up while I analyze the data it has already collected! I found you presentaion both original and thought provoking; I particularly liked the analogy to a glass room. This might be your best ever piece, my friend. Very well done.