Poetry By Chuck



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In the dark there is no sound.
In the silence there is no feeling.
In the heartbeat so deafening
I can't feel my feet.

My walls are black
and my touch is lost.
My existence is unendurable
and my thoughts are aghast.

I must face myself.
Nothing to distract.
No outside pretensions
to protect me.

God! Is that me!
What monster doth hide
in my soul?
Have you been there all along?

Screams, screaming, screams
I hear them all.
Who is screaming so loudly
in my dark silent hall.

Tis me.
Screaming...in fright
and pain.
Tis me.

I can't grab my head,
No hands do I have.
My mind is in turmoil
my thoughts are soo bad!

How can this be me!
This thing that I can't see!
How can this be me!
Hide this truth won't you please....

Am I really this monster
this thing wretched and wrong
am I really this darkness
that is so strong?

Please God!
Protect me!
Help me!
Keep me from myself!

Bring back the outside.
Enter the colors and sounds
that cloak my dark existence
.....from myself.

How can others like me.
What do they see?
I'm a monster for sure.
Should be caged not free.

They do.
They like me.
How can that be?

Maybe its my laugh
Or maybe its my song.
Or maybe its my smile
or the touch of my poem.

I guess I'm not so bad.
There are many things I can see,
In the darkness that seems to hide
the good that is in me.

Author notes

I've always wondered what a confined chamber of horror it would be... to be locked up forever with one's self.  

Certainly, it would be frightening at first...but then ... we all would see there is good in all of us.  It just takes some looking sometimes.

Written May 28th, 2006


  • It started off so sterile and emotionless - which to me is an emotion, so inorganic and unreal. To full of wretchedness and angst and a turmoil and fear that seemed to spin out of control. At the end was this reassurance, though fear lingers. Intersting progression, intelligent poem.
  • goodygoody145
    July 1, 2006
    Very well written! Wow! What load of comments I can see for this poem! Written with great flow and thoughts! Good luck in the contest!

  • Soulful Woman gold member
    July 1, 2006
    WOW..made me nervous to look in the mirror..LOL What an intense and deep write. We know who we are, but do others see the real us...do we allow them to?? How honest are we with others and with ourselves??? So much to think about..
    Beautiful piece....Thank you..

    Soulful Woman

  • wishintreeUK
    June 19, 2006

    Exceptional Write

    Chuck this is so worthy of GOLD! a deep poem, then again, not surprising when you consider the theme. I would say that each of us have at some time or another thought about how others see us, on the other hand, more difficult to try and analyse oneself! Being alone for any length of time would at first probably be interesting, one would have the time to think on many things that have been questions of a personal nature in the mind at some time of our life. After a while, the answers to some of those questions about ourselves as they are a reflecion of our thoughts can be daunting.
    I adore your last stanza, often we just cannot see what is right in front of us.

    Well Done!


  • EasternBlue
    June 2, 2006
    Congratulations for your Gold!
    You deserved it.
    Best wishes,

  • Chuck Johnson silver member
    June 2, 2006 
    Thanks for the Gold! I am proud to wear it on my site and I will wear it with honor. Its recognition that drives the creative soul and you have given me the inspiration....now I must find a way to use it. Thanks Again.

  • eternalpoet
    May 31, 2006

    4 Stars ****

    Hello Chuck  , just wanted to read some entries in this contest...your poem really makes alot of sense  ... I dont know if I could happily survive without social contacts, but as you said, one comes to notice that there are many worth qualities in oneself after a certain passage of times.... on the other hand he HAS to get habituated in the way the life's going... A very thoughtful write... I like it

    take cares and have a nice time my dear friend... just keep it up... your humble little friend...  ...  ...  .... - vic ( who else? )
  • JM Kenyon gold member
    May 31, 2006
    Excellent write Chuck. This is the sort of thing I had in mind. I often wonder how long I can live at peace with myself if completely severed from others. Would my mind break into multiple personalities just so that I could have some company in there  Social interaction is a human need, one that demands the use of communicative senses, sight, sound or hearing... without company is limited to self... how much emotion can one invest in themselves before they go stark raving mad?!

    Again, an excellent write.  s and best of wishes... ~genie~

  • Angels Delight
    May 30, 2006
    This is officially the first poem I have read from you and I know it won't be the last...
    I really liked the idea of the poem...We often don't like the person we see in the mirror...We always bring ourselves down and when people tell you how wonderful you are we almost always disagree...

    Thank you for sharing

  • blondone silver member
    May 30, 2006
    this is so well written and the words flow with ease great imagery in this one and lots of strong and powerful messages in this one thanks for sharing this write with us great job and good luck to you in this contest...

  • RockinToyotaChick
    May 30, 2006


    Great work! Great visuals as well, like the brain, pulsating! I ask myself the same questions, often! You just put it inot words for me! Thank you!

  • Chuck Johnson silver member
    May 30, 2006
    Yes that certainly is true. Some are wrapped by their experiences. Thanks for seeing the poem as it was meant to be seen.

  • shewolfnative silver member
    May 29, 2006
    How unsettling this poem is... We berate oruselves all throught he years for things and palces we can not change. But, to some, it is a haunting they can not let go of. The esquisite agaony. This is deep and angsty.

  • Chuck Johnson silver member
    May 28, 2006
    I have to admit, I have seen the chamber that is so typical in Sci Fi Movies. That is what I was thinking of when I wrote this. I wanted to try to explain what happens when we are confronted with ourselves ...alone. I wonder if we can handle what we are? Boy! Is that deep! lol.

  • Touchof1der Moderators member
    May 28, 2006
    This is very interesting Chuck. You made a good point in your author comments and brought the poem to a nice closing climax that leaves the reader thinking. Good luck in the contest.
  • ¢¾ Touchof1der