NON COMPOS MENTIS

poem by: Fadrian Bartley
Written on Jan 30, 2018

Echoes within
Sound from afar
Not through my ears
Only in my mind

The voices are here speaking something not clear
And these concerns  must be share
Take a seat and listen my words
Wounds of history speaking inside of me

The rush of adrenaline
Get caught in my brain
Free spirited emotions
I am unable to restrain

Non compos mentis refuse to be settled
Trying to escape the prison of oblivion
Troubled waves flood my mind
In- sanitarium  becomes my bound

 

Tags: Sad, Confused, Scary, Pain, Dark,

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Frank byrne/Hornby.. commented on Jan 31, 2018 at 9:19am
Intriguing poem Fadrian.......make me wonder?.......
Christopher Russon commented on Jan 31, 2018 at 2:51pm
Well written.very deep

 

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