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.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

What a fabulous piece! A slip in the old Freudian knot eh? Freud was all about sex in his psychoanalysis which is why I prefer Jungian philosophy and the study of archetypical personalities. Sex is great but not every problem has to do with sex.

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This is certainly quite different and interesting. I love the concept, patient-doctor duality. Hence, the title--a knot; metaphorical meshing of two minds. There's a Freudian personification with a touch of Poe entwined here. The first person narrative gives it a more personal, almost hauntingly romantic aura to the piece. I think this would be better as a poem but that is entirely up to you. Either way I like this, great job L.

[Master Morality]

This is a really cool concept, a healer not quite managing to heal the patient, but becoming the afflicted with what they are attempting to cure, in the process.

Good write.

[Dith]

This now ends.

Her world

Now my world

Hell waging and raging

Uncontrolled within.


Yes, I know how that feels.
Merging identities. Lovely madness. It must be captured and expressed

[Gandré]

There is a bookby Breu "Freudian Knot or Gordian Knot?" it's about racial masculinity. I had to think about it with this title. I also wrote something - a poem with the meaning of Freudian Knot (not a very good one), that's why I see your - as a perfect poem on this subject. Ha, fun; this could make great lyrics, you are right.