dissecting myself


dissecting myself

all of this shit has spilled out into my space
everything in chaos and out of place
all i can do is sit and stare
overwhelmed and ill prepared

the clutter and mess that has come to pass
all of the memories from the past
lie in the way of my chosen path
piled in front of me a monumental task

sifting and sorting i try to make sense
of this pile of swill growing quite dence
completely overwhelming and deadly intense
causing my heart and brain to whence

i have tried to kick it aside and push ahead
trample it under my boots and ignore it instead
but it always seems to stick in the tread
and show back up when i least expect

so as i walk and try to leave it behind
somehow it stays fresh in my mind
triggers of things that always remind
seeming to find things i dont want to find

no more ignoring i must acknowledge it all
forcing myself to stumble and fall
peeling back layers and what they reveal
uncovering wounds id rather not feel

as i pick through the things invading my space
and all of the chaos that seems out of place
slicing myself with razors concealed
sifting through dense piles of swill

endlessly sorting through the clutter and mess
seemingly making little progress
trying to release the shit ive suppressed
while stumbling through this entire process

picking apart the inner workings of me
dissecting myself and all this debris
sifting and sorting and hoping to find
and ounce of myself and a piece of my mind


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WordSlinger commented on dissecting myself


Nice, me and Maddi talked about my past, and we decide to take a spiritual flashlight, and see what the heck is the the way, and grap it all that is BS, and sling it that frak out of the way, lol, here man here, ty WS



you back in the archives to read this one word... thanks for the comment

Fallenangel87 commented on dissecting myself


I love your style. You're amazing. great flow on this. -fallenangel87-



thanks for reading

MindNumbing commented on dissecting myself


"picking apart the inner workings of me~dissecting myself and all this debris~sifting and sorting and hoping to find~and ounce of myself and a piece of my mind" Hopefully, you find not only a piece of your mind, but some PEACE of mind thru this processs... ♥

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

Dano’s Poems (150)

Title Comments
Title Comments
from an angels view 19
searching the darkness 10
a letter from santa 14
thanksgiving (acrostic) 12
the depth of... 11
ive wished 7
absentee 12
this is... 13
a journey into the dark 7
the cold of november 14
your voice 12
the yin to the yang 14
twisted 9
autumn 14
i think it happened again 11
luna~tic 19
the darkness 13
a blinding eclipse 16
the universe... 18
the wind of sorrow 14
my sorrow weeps 16
where but the dark... 12
immortal kiss 47
in a darkened room 17
our mother 7
within these flames 12
nocturnal (acrostic) classic rock 7
behind wrought iron bars 25
what i write (part 2) 8
today 17
the world in grey 6
the reality of... 5
in the shadow of a mountain 6
nothing will ever be the same 10
of cemetary dreams (and nightmare scapes) 12
next to a bed... 18
but... 15
at a funeral 12
seventeen (acrostic) 11
the fortunate one(s) 7
what did i do... 24
ashes to dust 45
dancing in the moonlight 14
disempowering the pain 14
the butterfly 10
what i write 14
sorry (i killed the after glow) 11
the humidity rises (an erotic tale) 9
pieces of light 8
the sad pumpkin &... 9
my face 12
for a long time... 14
(an explination of) distractions 6
tell me... 6
the charelston cookie tin 9
silent self destruction 8
exposed 13
the means of the day (a true valentines poem) 2
a poem about nothing... 8
blood bleeds black 7
dissecting myself 3
i will be just fine 3
the stacking of bricks 3
the complexities of depression... 4
spirits & ghosts 3
**random chaos** 2
bloodlust 3
...somethings missing... 2
15 years... 3
beauty sleeps entombed (parts 1 & 2) 3
**untitled** 2
the overstuffed closet 3
the candy dish 2
anxiety speaks 2
**untitled** 2
myself and the light 6
the fog 2
fire and tears 3
cerebral meltdown 3
sometimes i wish... 1
drawing strength from a starr... 2
**untitled** 1
the flower garden 3
nature... 1
reaching out 2
the dark and the light... 1
the insistent demon 2
sorry... 3
forgive me lover... (parts 1 & 2) 2
im so sorry... 3
**no title... just random thoughts** 1
to eternity... 2
winter wind whips... 1
tired 2
lucid dream 1
the rains came... 2
the mourning light 1
another jagged pill 1
i just cant... 1
burning within 4
inside of me 1
projected pain 1
the night... the dakness & the truth? 1
panic 2
the mourning fog 1
when the fires burn 1
through the night 1
shadow casts 0
a mournful rain 1
i cant protect me 2
my comfort place 0
an echo shifts 1
the monster 2
welcome to my life 0
the past is alive... 1
... 1
standing on the edge 2
my smile... 1
anxiety 2
my reality 0
another view... 0
untitled... 0
jagged pill 2
in the dark 1
what to do 1
how can i... 1
life... 3
a crust of pain 1
keeping me weak... 2
my dark world 3
another night of wondering 2
in the attic 4
i hold most dear 2
the me inside of me 2
another day 1
dreamed in a dream 2
a year in the life (dealing with death) 1
i look... 1
where my secrets are kept 1
a mouthful of words 2
i will not fear (when my eyes are blind) 2
i am aware (i'm already dead) 7
standing in the silence of my own shadow... 3
a blinding dark 1
growing pain 3
the longest of nights 5
... 7