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Open Poetry #40

Salvation

Meggen
Junior Member

since 2007-04-26

Posts 15
St. Paul, Mn

0 posted 2007-04-26 07:05 PM

Nothing finds peace.
It just keeps getting
Redder until the nights
Cease to be.

We catch the
Sleepless plague
And run frantically
Placing a name tag
On everything
And directions
That remind one
To breathe.

Until we fade.
Until the sickness
Overcomes us
And we no longer know
Our names.
Until we can no
Longer read.
Until each letter
Becomes
Garb b bles
Of Not hingei ness.

This is where the
Mad people are left
To curl up in
Hysteria until
They fall into
Themselves
And end.

Megg.

Drauntz
Member Elite

since 2007-03-16

Posts 2905
Los Angeles California

1 posted 2007-04-27 12:58 PM

this is a very powerful poem. It is very emotional.

"This is where the
Mad people are left
To curl up in
Hysteria until
They fall into
Themselves
And end."

it makes me think more.

very good and enjoyed.

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

2 posted 2007-04-27 12:43 PM

your a marvelous writer...deep thought and profound

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