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Desperation

They don't hear her cries
see the claw marks on the wall
They don't hear her pleas
As they echo down the hall

They don't see her eyes
A window to her soul
They don't see her struggles
As depression takes it's toll

She screams in rage
behind the bars of her cage
Society's ugly confinement
Restrainded from her intent
Not to mesh, a broken link
A daring challenge, she can't rethink

No one hears the whimpers
No one sees the tremors
No one knows of her war
Violent thrashing at the wall
A war within her mind
In the end she must stand tall

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This came from the word desprate.

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  • Dragons Lady
    June 12, 2007
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    This is beautiful and somewhat sad. A disturbing look at someone when they must face a crisis. Yet all too often the truth of what goes on in some of us in our daily lives. The struggle to stand tall against those things that make us feel insignificant. (Just my interpretation ) Well done.

  • LeonXwabbist
    June 12, 2007

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    Amazing

    This is a very nice write. You have an excellent word choice, I loved it so much!

    This poem kind of reminds me about how I felt when my only friend left me...


  • NooNiThEWitcH
    June 11, 2007
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    amazing.. a very nice write... I like the ending.. amidst all the darkness and the desperation there is still that struggle to survive!

    Really wonderful. You have an amazing word choice and an excellent rhyme.
    Keep on writing,

    Nooni

  • DarkRomantic113
    April 20, 2007

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    Masked

    I had an image of a mask while I read this poem. It's like what's going on behind closed doors or behind a mask. We all wear masks and "act" like we're doing fine. When we stop acting and remove the mask, people think we're just craving for attention. It's a lose lose battle we fight. I liked the ending of the poem. Finding strength to stand tall is always good to end a poem.


    • shrouded roses
      April 21, 2007
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      I can see a mask, like you never know how desperate a person can be until you see them breakdown. Even then your showing people something they don't want to see, something they can't accept, because it doesn't fit into the mold society made for them. I like the ending too, thank you.

  • in-the-twilight
    April 19, 2007

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    This is actually really good... it's deep and flowing and a great take on the word. It wasn't what I was expecting... but I like it more! Rockon! xoxo Meg


  • figment.
    April 19, 2007

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    this is reallly good. i like it alot, especially the way your wrote it, i cant explain it, but i guess what i mean to say is that it just works, in a really really good way it works...lol does that make sense?

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