Poetry of the Undone

The Dance With My Inner Demon.

The echoed thumping of the blood rushing through my head fills my ears, and consumes my attention

For a moment, it all grows silent. The tugging and nagging upon my body and mind subsides long enough for me to grasp a hold of my senses once more.

The dizzy blur starts to come back into focus, and my mind slowly catches up with my surroundings once more. Although it is over now, the dream is unending, like the eternal pecking of a crow upon a corpse of someone who was once filled with the breath of life. It always catches up with me, its dark and alluring cage pulls me into its grasp where I stay until my eyes can break open into light once more.

My past deeds are my biggest demon. She sneers inside of me and grabs my skull with both hands, staring bitterly into my eyes, curling her lip into a mocking smile. "Why do you not prevail?" she asks. slipping in between my thoughts, weaving her way around my mind, I cannot sleep with such discomfort. "Make peace with yourself" I utter these words towards my heart although I know that such things are hollow to me in this time.

She pulls at my hair and shoves my body with the force of anger. She bears her flesh, openly naked before the eyes of many, displaying herself with ridicule, running her fingers into her hair and flicking her tongue. She taunts her own, and feeds her self with the despair she creates as she walks around my mind, telling me over again about the things in my past that I shouldn't have done; spitting my regrets at the open wounds of my soul, and cutting into my mind with the feeling of guilt.

I must overcome her if I am to be at peace with myself; For I cannot go on with each passing night drowning me in my own delusions of self seclusion -

I must silence it now. I must cut her off by her tongue, and forbid the entry of her lies into my mind again - I start to urge my eyes to open once more, willing on my lips to part and allow my scream to break her silence - she struggles vigorously to grab me again, but I cannot allow it!

The restlessness of my slumber is broken as I urge out my cry and wrap my fingers around her neck, as she simultaneously curls hers around mine. Our eyes are locked into each others; the same souls as one another, both defying each others gaze; Hers burning with vengeance, spitting acidity - mine bearing determination, urgency to overcome and dominate her power.

I look at her. My heart begins to soften. I start to forgive her - to let go of her. She is my past regrets, my sins; my folly and my own insulting words upon myself. She stops struggling, and lets go. Her eyes do not burn with the coals of self destruction any more.

She floats away now, into the distance of my consciousness, until she is out of my sight.

I am free

I am free of myself

I am free of my past self, and wholly capable of embracing who I am,

Now.

*Authors Note: This is definitely one of my favorites that I've written so far. I think that many people can relate towards the feelings involved in it, and a lot of us have  had struggles with our inner demons. If you liked it, or even if you didn't, I'd love for you guys to comment on all my poems. Let me know which is your favorite! Also I'm a person very open towards constructive criticism:)

Thanks,

Gabriella