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Through the Glass
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Through the Glass |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
There was no where in the room To escape the thunderous boom As she hides behind the flowers The sound assaulting her mind Breaking her with beating powers And no relief can she find; The beating is steady in her head That absorbed full and can not be fled Pounding her into the far corner Ears covered firmly with her hands, But there is no quiet shelter As she struggles weakly to stand. The table holds a bottle and a candle The waxy light tries to melt her Beaming dimly floating in a pan, While hands shaking so she can hardly handle To drink the bottle’s dark fluid that waits inside While flickers in the breeze shaking light There is that ever beat that her life is tied And nothing done is ever seemingly right. But slowly numbing comes to pass As she pauses before the looking glass. Who is this person looking back With wild hair and jaw that’s slack Eyes so fully cried they are deepest red Streaked cheeks that run down into her soul Yet not quenching the pain for which shed That in every booming beat is told. She longs to walk through that mirror To escape her torment and sorrow. Alice come and draw her through For her life is running backward too But she falls to the hard wood floor Hiding from herself and the world Cowering in the corner once more Sleeping in the potions narcotic swirl Till the beat returns to wake her And self fears roughly shake her. Gloom |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Dang, Sir. You had me holding my breath about half-way through. This really wrapped its' fingers around my imagination... |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Sunshine, Breathe easy, just keep telling yourself, it’s just a poem, No matter if there is a girl out there like that, it’s just a poem, and certainly all will be better. Pleased you enjoyed. Gloom |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
That's the problem...it's not just my imagination... You write truth, starkly. |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
No, no, sweet sunshine I’m sure it’s just in your mind If I write starkly If I write darkly Those people must be very hard to find. Why oft times I round a corner And find no rejoinder Just calm street For my feet No harshness of dregs reminder. There is a park nearby Where children laugher will fly As they splash in the pool In a attempt to get cool When the temperature is high, Where there is sunshine Certainly everything is fine. Gloom |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Superb line!!! Streaked cheeks that run down into her soul Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Whoa, the first stanza? powerful! Made me hold my breath too. Enjoyed Professor  The clouds never expect it when it rains, but the sea, changes colour, but the sea, does not change. |
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Copperbell Senior Member
since 2003-11-08
Posts 956 |
They're much too easy to find Professor - sheesh - I'm glad you touch on these topics, but I was close to two and through the years have aquainted with several more - and they're from all backgrounds and all walks of life - sometimes they are amazed that you could cry for them and sometimes they can't even cry for themself - Naomi Julia two special ladies |
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Kristabell Senior Member
since 2003-11-29
Posts 678Portland, OR |
Very nicely written. So sad, though. |
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