Princess:
Sweaty palms and tired eyes are illuminated through the room
Their shadow softly falling on the walls
Shaking legs and trembling lips are being used upon the stage
Their movement slowly fading into night
And she screams into the darkness
For letting herself down
Her eyes are naught but shadows
Gently falling to the ground
Tattered clothes and tangled hair is all that comforts her form
Their presence deftly hiding all the scars
Aching chest and bleeding feet are all that supports her now
Their teeth marks lightly stabbing at her heart
And she screams into the darkness
For letting herself down
Her eyes are naught but shadows
Gently falling to the ground
Stinging rains and brutal winds are all that welcome her home
Their torture quickly cutting to the bone
Leaking roof and rotting floor is all she knows besides the stage
Their creaking landing shorter than her dreams
And she screams into the darkness
For letting herself down
Her eyes are naught but shadows
Gently falling to the ground
Author notes
Written January 29th, 2006
A contest entry
- Cracking Plastic Spoons Reminds Her Of Nothing by Exodus.
600 points, ended August 26, 2007, 11 entries
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nitty gritty
this is not the average poem for you. but i like it anyways. Ok well luffles darling
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Absolutely stunning write. You captured me from the first line and held me by the throat. I'm not sure what else to say but "wow". Thank you
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awsome
Thanks for reviewing mine and I love your poems- this one has such descriptive imagery (is that repetative?) and darker than some of your others (I seem to read all the poems of whoever reviews mine for some weird reason). I know lots of people who can relate to the lines
/And she screams into the darkness/
/For letting herself down/
Edited on Mar 09, 10:27 p.m. because 'b/c I felt like it'. -
this is good. Something about it was just ...I don't know. But it was good.
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ellie also kinda love this too.
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