WARNING: This is a particularly dark poem about trauma based mind control.
1)
Split mind dislocated by trauma
Visceral pain and vast
Encompassing humiliation
Add to this a scintilla
Of doubt and distraction
Mix the recipe lightly
With dissociation
- Torture Chamber (Photo credit: Andy Hares)
The embryo cracks early
The nucleus torn asunder
Where once rationality
Settled in sinews
It now is bereft
‘Now hush now, no fear dear
It’s only pure science’
Clinician eyes record and collect
Every utterance as it awakes
The legion within
2)
‘What can change the nature of a man?’
A professorial question, sternly addressed
To the darkened gallery
‘Any man, any man at all, or woman too?
Just the dissolution
Of all boundaries’
Each god creates in his own image
So here they too create
New personalities moulded from them
From the tears they can draw
From your futility
And they glory in creation
Egotistically
‘Through pain the mind is split
Into new portals’
Every utterance
Is born of hell
‘Therein the change achieved may be
Programmed perfectly’
We turn and hear at last
The mission bell
3)
They say the devil laughed
The night he fell
And split apart like you
In this deep well
We turn and hear at last
The mission bell
And we are not ourselves
But we can’t tell
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
For a particularly fascinating prompt this week from mindlovemisery at : http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2013/10/20/prompt-26-what-can-change-the-nature-of-a-man/
helenvalentina 
“They say the devil laughed / The night he fell / And split apart like you” — [shudder!]
Very dark, but very, very well written. A tough task!
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
Oh this is creepy Helen gave me chills I think you should write psychological horror!
Thanks…I used to write short ghost stories years ago…and I do have an idea for a novel of that type I might write one day. 🙂
Ooooh definitely go for it!
Wow Helen, amazing piece. Excellent imagery I really enjoyed.
Thanks so much!! 🙂 🙂
This gave me chills throughout…..Truly amazing the gift you have for bringing the writer into the piece. Well done, Sis! 🙂
Thanks so much, it’s a very, very dark subject and I’m always a bit conflicted about posting poems about it. If it works as a horror poem I suppose that’s ok. 🙂
“Split mind dislocated by trauma
Visceral pain and vast
Encompassing humiliation” right from the start you had be enthralled and relating.
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂