So deep the pain of life
Surely this isn't all there is
Surrounded by only mischief and strife
A home a palace of chandeliers
Nightfall comes quietly
There is no where to hide or run
The nightmares come quickly
Only dawn stops the laughter of their fun
The waterfalls are now all dried
All the soft organic matter hardened
The Stars wished they had not spied
As from their own I wasn't pardoned
Sorry my nightmares cause only strife
That's just how it is
Once I could no longer feel life
Welcome, come, be comfortable in my home of chandeliers
A contest entry
- Helpless and Broken...options by silent bee.
525 points, ended April 30, 2007, 16 entries
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Comments
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this is great. you have created imagery and power in this piece. thank you for enetering he contest and best of luck to you!
~bee
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