I woke myself up to tell me I'm not alone. Just as I fell back asleep, what rang was the phone. I knew it was my own ghost playing another head game, sadly I answered the phone in shame. I knew it was just my ghost, but to be sure I unplugged the phone. I crawled back to bed and dreamt about sharpening my dreams on a hone. I often forget about myself, my mind detaches from my brain with stealth. Love for myself stands as tall as an elf. My mind is so far out it's untrue, my eyes look glazed over with glue. Everything looks so white, but what lies beneathe it is black, what lies in the distance of my soul, what lies beneath the black is a little monster wearing a top hat. Closer and closer to entering my mind it creeps, it's intentions do not speak. The intentions of this creature are my oown personal feature. It enters my mind understanding to destroy everything it has to find, it's intentions to destruct everything kind. It enters my mind creating a head swamp, this creature is everything I do not want. My mind, my head, my brain is a haunt, yet my skull feels nothing, feels only dull. There's a monster inside my head, what he thinks of is dead. Not one thought of mine stays alive, craziness is what it offers to drive. Tears of happiness is what it tries to cry, its tears turn out only dry. As it tries to cry my tears of joy, fear is a deploy. If it's consuming or creating psyches I don't know, all I feel is scare, dancing with the devil was my dare. What is inside my head has revieled, it is very odd. It says nothing more then a flick of his top hat and a nod. What is inside my head is God. The devil put up a good fight, what was in my head was black and red, but turned out to be white. This war hurt me the most, this war was not kind, because it was held in Battlefield: My Mind. PLEASE COMMENT
Reason for writing:
man, i love this poem. It has so much meaning behind it you cannot even understand the whole. so lemme break it down for you.
This poem is about the devil and god having wars. this time they chose to fight inside my mind (battlefield: my mind)
notice that the ONE monster is TWO people, god and the devil. Like when i was explaing it was trying to cry tears of joy (god) but fear is a deploy (devil) it meant the the one monster is warring between the god and devil. and all the colors i explained (red, black, and white) where the colors of the devil and god. and how i explained after the fight what was in my head waas white, that's the color of god. in the end god wins of course, cause we all know if they fought it would be obvious who won. I leave you with this question..........Who would it be obvious that won?
Birth sign: Gemini
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Andrew Northway.