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Insanity

Putting myself in empty jars. Describing them in jigsaw pieces that won’t fit. Wondering if contradiction is a sin or perhaps, if willing, the definition of humanity. Like free will, emotion, intelligence and mistakes; they can not be punished for loyalty to their nature. But uneasy is the unsure mind. Accepting the extremes, to find them not cancelled out but ablazed. Leaving a scarred battleground in the remnants of my mind. A civil war with no winner. My thoughts, my existence, all gone with no hope of returning to peace. If this is life on Earth, I can’t imagine the hereafter. Hell couldn’t punish me more than my own instability. More burns ravage me now than eternal damnation ever could.





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