The Freudian Knot

Haven't written in awhile. Came to me in a dream last night. May work on it more later. May make it a song. It feels like one.

 

 

 

The Freudian Knot

 

I was unable

To comprehend

The extent to which

This would end.

Her world

In my world

And the hell

That would transcend.

 

She was a danger

Within her own mind.

I was the doctor

They chose to unwind

Her Freudian Knot,

But at what cost

And what horrors

Would I find?

 

The sessions

Began in earnest

As I delved deep

Within the context

Of her insanity.

Such complexity.

How she put me

To the test.

 

Dementia

Had gripped her early

And she lost

Her hold on reality

From the monsters

Called "father" and "mother"

Who thumped the Book

And her with cruelty.

 

The beatings

Had left her broken

And susceptible

To suggestion.

Demons came calling,

Like moths to her wailing,

Her soul condemned

As they took abode within.

 

My onslaught

Took a heavy toll

But her mind

Would not let go

Of its tragedies

And its calamities

That held reign

And kept her prison closed.

 

So unlike

the great Alexander,

I was unable

To fully render

A final solution.

Only found confusion

As I looked inside

And glimpsed the danger.

 

Those devils

Found within me

My own decline

Toward entropy.

A Freudian slip,

Such a short trip,

And her darkness

I began to see.

 

Madness

Was not my mission,

But Fate

Made its own decision.

Took existance

Within my resistance.

Now I sit chained,

Dwelling in delusion.

 

I was unable

To withstand

The extent to which

This now ends.

Her world

Now my world

Hell waging and raging

Uncontrolled within.

 

Legion

25May09

Reviews

[TamiViolet]

Freud dug us deep into the pit of reality. For those that don't believe his psychoanalysis is worth a damn, so be it. He offers much in understanding self-evolution. You do a great job Legion. Survival becomes a daily chore when others from our past invade, intrude and control.

Madness,
Was not my mission,
But fate,
Made its own decision.

I could attempt to decipher this one for hours although the attempt would be fultile as I feel pain and torture. Destiny becomes an ill-fated b*****d. Literally. Yeah. I, too, feel the lyrical tone.

Nicely done.

[Clockwork]

It has a nice rhythm to it, and I like that a lot. I also like the general idea of the piece. For me there were a few rough spots (Word here, word there.) But I enjoyed it. The historical references are quite nice. I like the mixture.

[Sasha]

~ Legion, as a tale of two journeys this is powerful, and haunting,
in telling her story you share insights into the complexities of being human
including the journey of the doctor....penned with excellence, my friend
*hugs*
Sasha xx

[Valerie Dean Belew]

Very interesting. As a therapist myself, this is expecially interesting to me. The usual advice is to remain detached from one's clients, but does anyone actually do this, or is anyone even able to do so. I am not sure I would want counseling from anybody so detached, but when we are affected, we do run the risk of the scenereo described in this writing. Very well donw.

[Wildfleour]

It does have the "feel" of a song......terrific write.

[Julio Angel Ortiz]

Another hit! The psychological themes prevalent here are fascinating. Have you ever seen the movie "Persona" by Ingmar Bergman? If not, give it a look. Great movie, and I couldn't help but see some parallels with your work here and that movie.

[Jerry Ables]

I must say this is one of the most powerful pieces I've ever read. Had a very good psychological feel to it. Genuinely appreciated. Peace & safety to you & yours!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

How can any parent think that physical abuse is a part of loving a child... so many times they are abused themselves then pass it on to their child like a disease... Great flow and powerful message.

[Pit]

Epic.

[Bud]

I love and appreciate the mind! Especially an intellectual mind. Yours is very talented and brilliant! Your works are refreshing and mentally stimulating. Thanks for sharing your thoughts!

[Jon Sanders]

Creative- dementia would put her in her fourties?
Critisism- Demons and mental disorders, meter, show dont tell. I found myself wanting to hear her voice and the dialogue. Maybe she killed her family and the therapist is trying to piece it together? This has great possibilities. I am here to learn something about my writing and words like "Oh I loved it and Its great do not help me grow and do not help you." It has great potential and I would suggest not being veg and generalizing trauma. Its like you tried to start out in an end verse rhyme and 8 line stanza and I wonder if you could have started in a structured form representing the field of psychology and then utilized free verse to show her chaos then maybe draw back into a different form to show change. Maybe she- amidst getting her head bashed in actually encountered a spirit. If you ever rewrite Id like to read it. I play a Les Paul Standard. Talk again Jonsanders