Crazyquilt

Numbness creeping in
Like poison vines strangling
New growth amidst fresh earth
Weeping tears into mud

Feral cries of grief
Splinter the air
Like shards of glass
From a broken mirror

Pick up the pieces
Bleed through the pain
It's just one cut of many
Embracing the insane

All my demons
Out on the town
One by one
They swallow you down

Repressed no more
I've shown them the door
The gloves are off
And they've come out to play

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe

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Comments

Hi Bilbo

Thank you for the suggestion. Glad you enjoyed.

Hi mark

I'm always ready to let go a scream....yes I have my own style...depending on the day and mood...glad you liked it

Dear Carrie

I really liked this. I think it felt different to your normal fare. I don't know what it is I can't put my finger on it. It doesn't matter but I loved it.

Brava you go girl!

Love and hugs Jayne xox

Thanks, Jayne!

Glad you liked it. My writing seems to vary depending on my mood and the day.

Oh there it is

I was on hiatus. We talked about this one but you didn’t send me the title. Which I love for reasons completely unrelated to the poem. The poem is raw and I adore it.

Tim

Hi Tim

Forgot to send the title...glad you found and enjoyed it. And as always, thank you for your input! I value your time and critique.