![]() I stand at the edge of sanityA Poem by Magdelena![]() Inside the mind lays many things. Reality or not, it's what we ourselves hear.![]() I stand at the edge of sanity My mind no longer mine Thoughts of danger always lurking Is within me all the time. In front of me I see shadows Behind me they cast their form Aside me they move so quickly Darting it seems without warn. 'Sssssh' I whisper softly, in a shaky little voice 'They will hear you, your thoughts, ring out' Eyes darting to and fro rapidly Then movement to my left, I give a shout. 'Oh sweet Jesus' I pray eyes shut tight Over and over, in my mind Yet horror still surrounds me. For peace I shall never find. Only the damp eroded forest Tress as old as time itself Fog with shadows moving For I am the next victim on the shelf. Of darkness and evil within The book of the Spirits that roam Whimpering in the cold night air I just pray, eyes closed. 'Oh lord I just want to go home!' 'I know they are here' My thoughts speak inside my brain I feel them moving all around Then I giggle. Sounds strange. 'Oh Lord am I going insane?' Then laughter comes forth, Loud and clear Piercing as any shrill sound Then I realize the worst of my fear. For they now know I am around.. In darkness they see me In the fog they have eyes Staring all around me Just waiting for my demise. 'Oh you little Devils!' I giggle behind my hand Soft as a breeze I send it forth The rest of my sanity thrown upon the sand. For behind me I hear them slowly moving The sound of leaves crackling beneath their feet I stand against the tree, eyes closed And knowingly wait for my defeat. Yes... ~~~~ I stand at the edge of sanity My mind no longer mine Thoughts of danger always lurking Is within me all the time. © 2022 MagdelenaReviews
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Added on February 18, 2011Last Updated on February 18, 2022 Tags: Horror Author![]() MagdelenaCharlotte, NCAboutHello to all; Been awhile since I been on. Most know me, some don't. Hopefully I can get to know the few that don't and catch up with all the other fine fellow poets/friends that have become so.. more..Writing
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