Driven into solitude I cry, Depression begs me to die, Cloaked by shades of black I'm lost, I can never go back. The path to sanity is steep No sane notion can I keep, Realities and thoughts blur Sounds and voices but a whir. By daylight I sit and stare, Blankly at nothing there, Nighttimes I pace the floor As demons in my mind roar. I hear garbled voices speak They laugh at me and shriek, Urging me ever nearer the brink, I can no longer clearly think. My confused mind cries for help, I stand on insanities doorstep, Only I hear my anguished pleas, There's only helplessness for me. Held between Heaven and Hell In a shadow world I know well, In despair I wallow desperately As my mind surrenders to insanity. In vain I try to rise from the pit But my mind is locked into it. In desperation and depressions well I'm drowning under their dark spell. Thoughts are aimless in my mind My muddled world the grimmest kind, The mouth of insanity gapes wide, My tormented mind escapes inside. ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 01-24-04 Song title: "Faequeen" Return   Poetry By Ken   Guestbook   Email Ken To send this page to someone