Manage The Unmanageable Poem by Alianna McThead

The eyes cannot see
As the heart is blind not
The fears cannot be sensed
If the life engines are broken
The concentration of the toxic lingers on the minds
Illusions consumes the sub conscience with dreamful delight
Seeks undecided souls and the lost
Shimmers and glooms of the great darkness below
The angel cry's as it slowly inwards the dread
The vine sly has hauled the terrifying Evil
And plant it in the purified soul
The roots of the graves are calling
The martyrs' tears have drawn my surface
The atmosphere is suffocating as the tears are out warding
The drilling sounds are now shaking my vision hardly
Enough to eliminate my eye sight
I understand now why I was left out
Dropped dead and got abandoned
Trashed out and felt bladed
The concussion caused the tragedy
Of my theater of my shattered glass
The failure caused you death
The trembling caused you the lost
My tears are the vaccination
To whom I have been broken by
The heart is in inflammation
Caused by constant pain
The water rivers spilling from the eyes
The blood gushing from the vein
I maintain my cruelness still
I have been used to this historical magnifying lust
A desire of devastating a bleeding soul
The descended sensation of regardless transforms into sudden consolation
'What happened? ' I asked for I was perplexed
The cries I screamed were the ones to answer my question
'I ate your heart' It frighteningly answered
The sun was shining, rising from a valley
Into the ground the glistened moon was buried
A smile shown on a darkened face
Left once alone and now was sheltered with a maze
My daydreaming isn't your fault
You have shown me the right and wrong
The pain, torment and slits of blood on my fragile body is healing
Empathy cured my screaming anguish
Softening the gem that was placed between my lungs
A beat pulsed in my chest
And I felt your smile lingers on the walls of this broken engine
I return with a heart of a mother
I return with the tenderness of a flower
I'll try to be Ok