»
Archives
»
Dark Poetry #4
»
Neurotic.
| Dark Poetry #4 |
|
Neurotic. |
|
Allysa 
since 1999-11-09
Posts 1952In an upside-down garden 
|
There are smiles in the numbers scrawled on the paper but the frowns are all you see when you look away and her hand is shaking, tightly grip the railing nervous entities cure anxiety with pain You are tucking strands of hair behind her ears now grazing metal from the rings that pierce her flesh, you are sleeping slightly screaming in her doorways a grim tale of everyone you have met She is screeching, tears are gleaming in her eyes now she is clawing at the light cloth of your shirt, you are muttering apologies in silence, as she whispers "it won't hurt, it won't hurt." |
||
| © Copyright 2006 Allysa - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
2 things... I like the content and how you drag on the lines to where if you had stopped the statement or thought at the end of what you were saying it would have carried an entirely different meaning, but you chose to continue on the next line. Yeah, thats kinda cool. The second thing I like is you name: "Allysa." I named my guitar Allysa. I'll send you an e-mail explaining it as to not take away from your poem with an extra long response about me. When the chain that holds my wallet |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||
