Warden

Lost in thought I put pen to paper,
Things to read and think on later,
My mind like a vault I open slowly,
So many things that have been shown me,
Unbarring doors and opening gates,
Safeguards so they don't escape,
These thoughts that would wreak havok
On the average mans mind,
Endlessly raging and screaming in mine,
I stand guard as a warden in prison,
Amid ghastly demons and horrid visions,
Whispering while I try not to listen...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2015
About this poem:
Another dark one along the inner voices line...

Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.

Post Comment

Comments (7)

darkhorse555
excellent pen tony draws quite the picture angel grin
Abby1963
Excellent poem very nicely written! ( A)
madtat29
Ty Liam...have a good one bro...cheers
madtat29
Hiya Abby..Ty Ty hug
madtat29
Lol My...I thought it was a cigar...someone mighta tricked me laugh
Sun's coming out soon...It can't rain all the time right... Take care bud
candykid
Tony. ........cheers thumbs up
madtat29
Ty CK.....cheers
Post Comment - Let others know what you think about this Poem
Report Abuse for this page, if inappropiate
We use cookies to ensure that you have the best experience possible on our website. Read Our Privacy Policy Here