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 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
