Trapped is this soul
Hung by an emotional noose
Obsolete to the world.
Rage builds deep within you, leaving me
Needing the death of my mind
Insecurities, the cause of my desire to die,
Negates the soul I am or wish to be
My prison is that of longing,
Yearning for humanity.
Survival is my sentence, yet I
Kneel, praying for escape.
Unable to bare the complete
Loneliness, I beg of you...
Let me go and set me free
Author notes
Option 8, using Thorn In My Skull
Heavenly Queen Of My Soul
A dark corner of my inner world...
Written March 31st, 2006
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A contest entry
- For Dark/Society Writing Geniuses and Acrostic Hungry Poets by AshtrayBaby.
300 points, ended April 15, 2006, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This was a beautiful acrostic. It showed so much pain and darkness in it. And the imagery accented all of those things very nicely. Good job! Good luck and thanks for entering! <3
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Great write!!
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