Dark Poetry #3 |
enclosure |
tornskirt Member
since 2003-03-30
Posts 87 |
there is an enclosure where i should feel safe where i should feel loved where i should be wanted needed no not in THIS enclosure no here i feel pain anger rage confusion humiliation where i see tears crimson fists, half moons from nails memories where i hear cynical words criticism where i am condemned to my peaceful sanctuary alone to deal with my emotions -- alone, all alone my room -- my own asylum where i go beserk against myself i have nowhere to go to calm down nobody to turn to my once happy face -- turns dark my once bouyant self -- clouds over i let the sun go down on this boiling rage on this red-hot agony anger my thoughts now sadistic this enclosure... my home my heart my self |
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StephyBob07 Junior Member
since 2003-04-18
Posts 37Texas |
wow! this is definitely one of my favorite poems i've read yet! awesome job! ~stephy Dreaming is the best thing you can do. |
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