My mind a quagmire
of dark and deep,
A pit without bottom
a tunnel without light.
Sharp and think
come taunts of death,
Fear and loathing
quash help and faith.
The end has no beginning,
and the beginning no end.
A piece of string
from a reel of harm.
Pain delves deep
into a failing soul.
A wingless angel
cries in a noiseless voice.
- Nikita Le Sauvage, 2007
About Me
- Nikita
- I'm Nikita and I'm whatever you want me to be. I am a bipolar nothing. A student with no course. I am a writer and a critic. I'm a southerner who strayed north. I read with closed eyes. I take anti-psychotics and mood stabilisers and anti-depressants. My arms are littered with scars. I'm a dreamer who woke up. I am in love. aloha x
My first ever award, Thank you Patricia!
2 comments:
Niki....poetry is in your soul...did I see your facebook status that hinted something other than that? OMG...your wordplay plucks beautifully.
I love the line
A piece of string
from a reel of harm.
it holds the feeling of aversion as well as the desire to pull at it.
Hi Niki, thanks for sharing... this is so full of emotion and imagery, you know they deserve to be shared, x
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