Madness

These haunting memories float around in my head,
crawling their way from the back of my mind like the undead.
They came from the deepest darkest corners of my mind,
making me remember the horrids I thought I had left behind.
I had locked them inside a steel barred cage,
hoping that they would die as I age,
but now they have shattered through
imprinting their mark on my being like a tattoo.
Now my mind is flooded with images from the past,
leaving me again feeling broken and harassed.
I thought I had let go of these sinister reflections,
coursing through me, like deadly infections.
Making my soul and sanity rot and decay.
Dancing around my mind, an atrocious ballet.
Flashing back to those dark unforgiving nights,
like poetry, my memory it recites.
The acts that destroyed my innocent understanding,
secluding me, damned and demanding.
These memories are eating me alive,
so i stray into a darkness not wanting to revive.
Blaming myself, i block out the light,
forever may i sleep, goodnight.
Dozing into a dead hibernation,
shutting down, defining the word isolation.
Trapt in the cryptic confides of the blackness,
drowning in the abyss of my own madness.