the witch riding your back.

the witch riding your back.

A Poem by Lady Lazarus.
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a poem about sleep paralysis.

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A caution in the form of strain

reaches me and goes again

Dusk dust chase me to a womb

a place which I won't be born

 

A place where I will entombed 


The devil rides on my chest
A delusion who will molest

I will come back and I will breath

I will go on and I won't grieve....


sleep is meant to heal our scars

all I see is life on mars

I'm a robot left to tell of humans

Once again people are left presuming

I'm devoid of love and use my charming wit

To try and stab and rip and forget all of it.

 


an apparition in mid wife overalls

a perception of life I can't recall

atleast devoid of control

My mothers breath does console......

© 2008 Lady Lazarus.


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i think it comes from the mind at too much work and worries ,that its work ,some real wonderous work,yes it sometimes comes to fault though i do not think so ,we just ,really do not know how to live we exert everything that helps us live to the extreme,i really think this is a frightening experience ,i have seen it a lot ,i think it comes from too much stress or the mind just imagine the mind shouting what are you doing to me ,this is too much ,stop it or i will stop,yes sometimes i wake ,but not ,only i think i wake but its like something or someone wakes me up before the mind is ready ,the mind is still asleep ,but the fool as we are we awaken just before time ,the poor mind is still asleep ,very awkward ,,we are in a very critical place between sleep and being awake ,so we cannot move how could we ,when he the master ,the mind is still asleep or rather still at rest like a computer still not switched on and we want to get to our page but we can never ,because still everything is off ,it takes only moments real scary i feel as if i am am nowhere no place i really do not know who i am i could not even answer if someone thought me awake ,gladly and fortunately it only takes moment so the mind is again awake and in harmony with my soul then ,only then i can feel i am me and i am back again to real life really scary ,great work

Posted 11 Years Ago


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i remember this phrase from my mother "the witch riding you"...being pushed deeper into hell...overcome by a will possessing you that you fight to resist...wow, this grabs at my heart and bones...the imagery and reference says it all...namaste

Posted 11 Years Ago


There's a lot of beautiful lines in here to grab the readers attention and you've portrayed your message stunningly. Well done Jessica, loved it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


i think it comes from the mind at too much work and worries ,that its work ,some real wonderous work,yes it sometimes comes to fault though i do not think so ,we just ,really do not know how to live we exert everything that helps us live to the extreme,i really think this is a frightening experience ,i have seen it a lot ,i think it comes from too much stress or the mind just imagine the mind shouting what are you doing to me ,this is too much ,stop it or i will stop,yes sometimes i wake ,but not ,only i think i wake but its like something or someone wakes me up before the mind is ready ,the mind is still asleep ,but the fool as we are we awaken just before time ,the poor mind is still asleep ,very awkward ,,we are in a very critical place between sleep and being awake ,so we cannot move how could we ,when he the master ,the mind is still asleep or rather still at rest like a computer still not switched on and we want to get to our page but we can never ,because still everything is off ,it takes only moments real scary i feel as if i am am nowhere no place i really do not know who i am i could not even answer if someone thought me awake ,gladly and fortunately it only takes moment so the mind is again awake and in harmony with my soul then ,only then i can feel i am me and i am back again to real life really scary ,great work

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What you are describing here could well be an out of body experience ...
I used to have similar experiences when I was around five, while sort of waking up, mentally, but not able to move or open my eyes until my mind got control over my body.
Sometimes it seemed like someone was trying to take me away ... very scary, certainly as a kid!
I think this is a very good poem and I hope that everything is hunky dory at your side of the Channel/North Sea!

Posted 11 Years Ago


GOod poem. It really captures the sort of subconscious unearthing that occurs in sleep paralysis. I used to have it a lot, so I definitely see just what you're saying.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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'...And I picked on the whims of a thousand or more Still pursuing the path that's been buried for years All the dead wood from jungles and cities on fire Can't replace or relate, can't release or .. more..

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