A Poem by Lykos

Liquid disaster

Our hearts are like little monsters
Inside us like permanent squatters
That's why our ribs are cages
Holding back the internal rages

You can't drown out the demons
There are so many reasons
One is they know how to swim
Leaping out at every whim

Help doesn't sit at the bottom of a bottle
Just a person that is cruel and awful
Quick to violence when he gets mad
Changing straight from good to bad

You keep flooring back the pint
Even though you know it's not right
Its clear to you the outcome that follows
Back here tomorrow to drown your sorrows.

© 2017 Lykos

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I believe Alcohol is the cage that doesn't allow us to release are demons , only contain them. " That's why our ribs are cages ,Holding back the internal rages ." I love the imagery here , its like I can see demons reaching out from inside someone. My only question is this a personal piece ? Either way , well done

Posted 3 Months Ago


3 Months Ago

It is a little bit. Your head could be filled with emotion and you try to Drown it out with anger, b.. read more
What a stunning description of the battle. Thank you for sharing your craft with the world 😊

Posted 6 Months Ago


6 Months Ago

Thank you for the review, appreciate it.
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A flooring slam, mate... Comparing our hearts to squatters... Utter brilliance in that alone... The rest follows in crude violence... Hope I know how to swim... Cause this threw me in the deep end...

Posted 7 Months Ago


7 Months Ago

Yeah nowadays we have notes in our phones to jot down the words that come to us

7 Months Ago

I always seem to forget my phone, aha...

7 Months Ago

My phone never leaves my pocket ha

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Added on October 11, 2017
Last Updated on November 7, 2017



Limerick city , Munster , Ireland

Imagination is more important than knowledge, knowledge is limited. Imagination circles the world. A person who just likes writing and rhyming. I love thinking of words that rhyme with another, gr.. more..

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