Presently

Presently

A Poem by Indra's Child
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Boredom is the worst thing ever...

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Unstuck in the broken glass,
I find myself upon the grass,
Kneeling towards an empty room,
Voices fill my head untouched.
Blindly feeling hands through shards,
Fragments of a past long passed...
Bloody fingertips, enhanced vision,
Tears the fabric from my mission...
To find the truth, is nothing more,
To ask for death when she's at your door..
The need outweighs the wanted sin,
You must first fight the battle within.
Changing chandelier like prisms,
Clinging to this once locked prison,
Light reflected in my eyes,
A past neglected in despise,
A future set in the over-things,
Yet the illusion of freedom reigns,
Presently...
My head is cool.
Presently,
I play the fool.
Presently,
My mind is locked
Presently,
I wait to be
Presently,
A metal Martyr,
One day, presently...

© 2018 Indra's Child


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This is for me like you try to keep your sanity. To find personal balance in between own uniques and outside world. Sometimes is hard too see who we really are and what's our nature and what's just our masquarade . I like your deep honesty and to be brave it enough writing like this post online.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Indra's Child

3 Years Ago

It is. A path I've fallen off of more times than I can count, but somehow always get back on.
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3 Years Ago

That's good. keep on and never lose your faith at your self and at world.
Indra's Child

3 Years Ago

Turbulent but worth it



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Inner demons taunting, questioning the author's sanity. An empty bored mind must make the situation a whole lot worse. It takes bravery and guts to face who you are. I hope you escape your prison and find some balance.

Chris

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This is for me like you try to keep your sanity. To find personal balance in between own uniques and outside world. Sometimes is hard too see who we really are and what's our nature and what's just our masquarade . I like your deep honesty and to be brave it enough writing like this post online.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Indra's Child

3 Years Ago

It is. A path I've fallen off of more times than I can count, but somehow always get back on.
...

3 Years Ago

That's good. keep on and never lose your faith at your self and at world.
Indra's Child

3 Years Ago

Turbulent but worth it
Well we all love a bit of tender madness, this piece relates to the olden days, when writers knew how to grasp a reader, well done, good read.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tender madness is always welcome.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on March 24, 2018
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Indra's Child
Indra's Child

Oakland, CA



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I just want to wake up from the dream. "Hi. It's me. I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I imagine you can also feel me. You won't have to search for me anymore. I'm done running. Done hid.. more..

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