Thoughts

The silent screaming thoughts of a madman

I went wandering one night,

One night I went wandering alone,

Alone with only my thoughts,

Then I came across such a sight,

It chilled me right to the bone,

And ripped me from the quiet peace I had sought,

Just by wandering at night,

All alone,

Trapped, with only my thoughts.

And though very sad,

It was those same thoughts that slowly strangled my sanity away,

And quickly drove me raging mad, 

Worsening my mental health day by day.

And though this end is very macabre,

I don't want it to be forgot,

It is how it will always be,

This story had to be told,

It wasn't an easy job,

But I was all alone with my gnarled thoughts,

And by the time they found me,

I had already gone cold.

Reviews

[Eddie Phillips]

I like it. It tells a story with a bit of mistery. I like a poem that leads you as the reader.