My mind is a torturous hole
Never leaving me on my own
Forever insisting on ripping my soul apart
Always pondering though out scenario or another
One “what if” or the other
One painful memory or another
I am eternally sucked into my abyss of a brain
Leaving my spirit stained with blotches of sadness
How am I ever to survive..
chicpress 
Wow Abi. This one reached to the inside of me and wrenched on my heart. Love your artistic words here.
aaww.. Thanks Scott… I really appreciate it. 🙂
Brilliant write up.. loved it!
Thank you Neeraj.. 😀
My pleasure 🙂
If this is not only a piece of poetic description but also a request for help and advice (“How am I ever to survive..”) may I suggest following http://mindfulbalance.org/. Apart from the daily posts, there is loads of helpful stuff in the archives. Unfortunately, the archives are not that east to access; it’s probably easiest to try exploring via the categories and tabs listed under each post.
Thank you Ben.. 🙂
so deep and moving great one my friend!! MY GOD IS AN AWESOME GOD!
Thank you so much! 🙂
So true… the mind can keep us deep and dark…. luckily it can also bring us back 🙂
Very right Mike! 😀
I loved this one, it’s totally gothic, I love gothic poems… thanks a lot for the pain and darkness of this poem.
hahaha.. Iv never had anyone thank me for the pain and darkness.. You are welcome! 😀
beautiful words of your own here lady. (I don’t know why I haven’t been following you- sometimes this world overloads me…glad I peeked in here – I’ll have to return for inspiration. Jayne
aaww.. thank you so much! :-D.. im glad you are following me now.. 🙂
me too – I like wading in writing like yours
My mind is a torturous hole
…rather a bridge linking nothing becoming
Never leaving me on my own
…but ever persisting in being
Forever insisting on ripping my soul apart
…neither nor both transfiguring
Always pondering though out scenario or another
…already doubling back recapitulating
One “what if” or the other
…that undiscovered oneness
One painful memory or another
…migratory transfiguarion
I am eternally sucked into my abyss of a brain
…is not a mind as heart is not a soul these are
Leaving my spirit stained with blotches of sadness
…and joyful madness winging all dragonflies home
How am I ever to survive…
…if what i was is the same but different than what we will be…^^~~~~~
wow! I love how you have rewritten it.. 😀
it is not a re-write but a duet! who is the photo by? you should re-post it – always wandering through one scenario or another reads better while being faithful to your original inspiration…^^~~~~
The photo is just taken from the internet.. not sure who it is by.. will repost it. 🙂
u missed our duet ur poetry inspired!
Very nicely done!
why thank you. 🙂
Nice Abi! Sometimes my mind feels the same 😀
I think most people always feelthis way at times. 🙂