Ripping my sanity

Here in the pit of a sanctified cavern

Darkness invades every pore of my soul

Grasping at walls made of stone, cut and jagged

Tearing my flesh as the shards take their toll

Carving a poem of granite intentions

Phrases of love fall as dust to the floor

Evidence trailing in breaths hardly reasoned

Nothing to rhyme as I lose so much more

Drowning in questions while heavens are bleeding

Puddles of crimson abound at my feet

Shoveling dreams in a creviced delusion

Sunk in the mud till I cannot retreat

Loneliness shouts in the stillness demeaning

Echoing chambers deplete in my heart

Calling my name which I should have forgotten

Ripping my sanity cleanly apart

Clutching my hands of the blisters now forming

Pain wreaks its havoc beneath severed skin

This is my fate, an abyss never fading

Bring on the end for I’m lost once again

Author's Note

Sometimes I wonder if it is all worth it. Just another fracture in the foundation of one's dreams.

Reviews

[Nisreen]

I read somewhere today that being in a relationship
Especially a marriage - it opens up all your past traumas from childhood
You think that your issue is with your partner - while in reality you are in pain from many things that happened to you when you were a child
If i were you - i would embrace my wife for what she managed to release from your soul
And feel the trauma until you heal

And you will only realize she is the person that is meant to heal you from everything
And you will be with her and love her for life

Just realize this trauma you are in is not her doing -
Shes making you better - embrace her - go back to her and you will heal even faster

[willweb]

Thank you Nisreen for always leaving such helpful and in-depth reviews of my work. I am sure your advice is something many people would love to read. I appreciate you stopping by.

[lightsong]

Your poem feels like labor pains, it will give brith eventually, it is a process of creating and it's never easy. I've read before that the process of birthing is far more difficult and painful than the process of death, I believe in this.

When You are lost my friend, sinking down and down from the edge, feeling it's insane to be sane, confused, panic hits, schizophrenia hits... it's all ok, it is and it will pass, in these tough moments, remember that there are countless people on this earth and they walk this path of life like/with You, that You are not alone, this will give You a little comfort. I hope I didn't go far, All the peace always my friend 🤍

[willweb]

Thank you my friend. I don't think you went too far, you can say whatever you feel around me. I appreciate your kindness.

[Coyote Poetry]

Insanity or sane. Our mind seek things lost Will.
"Loneliness shouts in the stillness demeaning
Echoing chambers deplete in my heart
Calling my name which I should have forgotten"
I understand the above lines and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry. I did enjoy these words.
Coyote

[willweb]

Thanks so much Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Will.

[Ken Simm.]

Oh it is worth it. The words that spring to mind upon reading this are epic, rich, comples and empathic. There are more if you want them. I think it is a wonderful write.
I can say with a degree of honesty that I have been through it as well. And it is the most difficult thing in any existence.

[willweb]

Thanks Ken. It means a lot coming from a talented poet like yourself.

[John the Baptist]

I personally have never gone through an ordeal such as the one depicted here in my writing. It was more of a "win some, lose some" type of thing. I try to avoid abysses as much as I can.

[willweb]

Good thinking my friend.

[Corset]

dry as dust, the words of love gather at your feet, pain and loneliness, dreams struggle to breathe in that kind of environment, this depicts so well the trials and tribulations we all face. sad, but a solid write. (If you are asking, It is... all worth it as it is just the subway train you are on at the moment, change trains.

[willweb]

Thanks so much Corset for the review and the advice

[Chris Shaw]

These lines move rapidly through nightmare description. I think this is a place will your readers will be keen to avoid. Such natural rhyme and a good solid poem.

Chris

[willweb]

Thanks Chris. I appreciate the visit

[Tim]

This is an excellent poem. Very reminicient of Lovecraft and I love the even syllable count throughout each line.

100/100 from me. :)

[willweb]

Thanks so much. That means a lot coming from you my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! This was intense. Powerful emotions that grip the reader. I hope you can make it through. I hope you can pass that dark tunnel. Poetry purges lots of things.

[willweb]

Thank you Sami. It sure does.

[Sami Khalil]

Wowzy! You are welcome sir Will.....

[Sami Khalil]

I hope you have some left after that. Do you have a ripping saw???
Just kidding.

[willweb]

Thanks Sami. Was the poem even up there?

[Sami Khalil]

No. It is now...

[willweb]

Ok. I didn't think so. Thanks anyway.

[Sami Khalil]

Yes siiiirrrrr...