Thread: A Mirror of My Insanity

I am going to be posting my various poems that I come up with here on this thread... Please enjoy them, and also comment on anything that you like. Plus give any criticism that you like I am certianly looking to improve. Alone Day 1- His servants are everywhere So would you kindly keep watch for yourself? They are an infection in halls Crawling and creeping through the walls So what can you do? Please just make sure to kindly keep watch behind you. His servants are everywhere Cant you see? Then again maybe it is all just coming from me Is there a chance I am absolute mad? Though that could explain while every wall in this room is covered pads His servants are everywhere They are all around Yet for some reason, they dont seem to make a sound I see one there, and there, and there Look around I beg you, they are standing everywhere His servants are everywhere Look at the hole on the wall Maybe if you look over in that direction Then you can see them all It is in that that direction that they drag me into the hall His servants are everywhere Now dont you see It seems that you are stuck in here with me Yet that is ok it will all go away Because his servants are everywhere and they are always watching me. Day 2- His servants are everywhere Yet for worry, there is no need Since really all we have to do is talk to me So maybe we should move my mouth At least that way, our words come out His servants are everywhere Yet we have established that I dont know why I have to keep reminding us Maybe it is just a matter of fact? So I guess I will say it again unless maybe we should leave it at that? His servants are everywhere We saw them today They paid us a visit, wouldnt you say? Pokes and pricks where what we received I wonder form us what it was they hoped to cleave? His servants are everywhere They are quite easy to see Though no matter how hard I struggle they have taken everything from me Of course now that you are locked in here they will take it from us too Oh well I can most certainly say that I do indeed feel sorry for you His servants are everywhere They carry their little blades Along with the poking metal Which they use on us all hours of the day It always hurts, but they wont stop that is a question I ask why wont they stop? Day 3- His servants are everywhere Can I ask you something my new friend? Could we stay together till the very end? I know they will try to separate us, but we must say no Because frankly in the end, we have nowhere to go His servants are everywhere They say that they are going to do it today Separate us from each other Yet I have come to love you just like a brother We wont let them do it His servants are everywhere We promise that I will fight Never shall we be separated from each other not even for a night The need for someone to talk to is why you are here That is why you are not going to go anywhere His servants are everywhere We can hear them coming I must give them quite a pummeling We will fight them off and they will leave No more form me will I let them cleave His servants are everywhere They strike fast and they strike hard We didnt want to give an inch, but it ended up a yard Now we find ourselves falling into a dreamless sleep When will we wake up?... I guess we will have to wait and see Day 4- Where did his servants go? Wait a minute where am I? Wait a minute who am I? Wait a minute wait am I? Wait a minute when am I? Where did his servants go? This doesnt make any sense I cant even see What happened to all my senses? Why cant I think?... What has gone on since they knocked me senseless? Where did his servants go? I think I am dead I dont feel quite right in the head Wait a minute What happened to my friend Where did his servants go? My friend is now gone I think they took him away from me Why did they do that to little old me Now again I am alone or maybe numb is a better word