DARKEST DEMONS
‘Twent so quickly, my insipid sanity
Packed up and left with my vacuous vanity
But I'm sure I'm fine, I have to say
And who needs that baggage anyway?
I know I'm quiet as I sit here staring
Though not talking my thoughts I'm sharing
But you seem unsure, like I'm a perilous poser
If you want some answers come one step closer
You look perturbed every time I giggle
So I admonish you with a finger wiggle
You can't see the joke, see what's funny
And if you're not laughing you should be walking, sonny
You can stay or go, or run a mile
If you're afraid of my smarmy smile
Who's the enigma with no sense of humour
Is it you or me, or another pneuma?
So where did it go, my insipid sanity?
It left me behind and took my vacuous vanity
But if time exists, it's now that I should begin
To ignore the outer and look within
I gnash my teeth with every single niggle
As the creepy-crawlies make me wriggle
So be on your way, start running, sonny
‘Cos there's nothing here remotely funny
H is for Hell Description:
A thought provoking collection of dark poetry. Sometimes unnerving, often creepy, but always horrific.
