Poetry by Mary Mocsary
As the imprisoned soul,
Dancing with the demon
Bellows for release.
My imprisoned soul
Is suffering from malicious antics,
Bellowing for release,
As its emotions are confined.
Suffering from malicious antics
While scarlet sobs hang heavy in the air,
Pressure of shame building,
I am alone in constant fear.
Scarlet sobs hang heavy in the air,
While my silent spirit screams with desperate pain,
Alone in constant fear,
Dancing with the demon.
Lying in a sea of emotions, engulfed in utter darkness,
a solitary feeling of loneliness lurks all around me
ripping away at the depths of my soul with gleaming claws,
it begins to pulse through my veins, leaving me helpless.
A solitary feeling of loneliness lurks all around me causing
tears of unspeakable pain to fall down my pale cheeks,
its pulsing through my veins leaving me defenseless,
as it forms dark pools of despair on my sickly body.
Tears of unspeakable pain fall down my pale cheeks
as glimpses of the past flood my mind,
forming dark pools of despair on my sickly body
almost enough to make me drown in my own sorrow.
Glimpses of the past flood my mind
as I am lying in a sea of emotions, engulfed in utter darkness
I am drowning in my own sorrow, sinking fast,
as gleaming claws rip away at the depths of my soul.
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