Sink in
Stains on the woodwork
Smiles on the ground
Stepping on faces and unmarked tiles
Tired eyes on the walls
Fingers writing poems on the bed sheets
And the room seems to grow
Chains disappearing with each word you mutter to yourself
Tap on the glass but don’t listen
The mind doesn’t care
Scarred necks and rusted legs
Just company
Just another moment
Hope clings in mad eyes
Move to know it’s still there
Beautiful but corrupt
What’s said and what’s heard
Don’t know it’s heard
Now how does it feel
The scratched face doesn’t mean insanity
Misunderstanding
Sick of listening to it
Seen huddled on the floor
Must be depressed
Seen screaming
Must be crazy
Seen singing...
Searching for comfort?
Misinterpretation
But the eyes on the walls won’t stop watching
The faces being stepped on won’t shut up
And the smiles on the ground don’t fade
So keep writing without a pen
Keep speaking low
Keep the head down
And maybe someday we will "fix"
Please tell me what you think
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"wide screen, I feel like I am trapped inside the wide screen"
Reminds my of Atmosphere lyrics... but perhaps that's just because I was listening to that Atmosphere song (God Love's Ugly). I agree with The Man That You Fear, it does have the feel of some parts of The Matrix and Fight Club (which I just watched).
When I can read it all I can imagine is an old TV with a clip of a news reporter saying "I said, US bombs are falling on Japan" on constant loop but the screen is slightly static-y, and so is the voice, so it sounds like a new report from the 50's or something.
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Kind of reminds me of the Matrix, as in "have you ever felt like you're dreaming". Or Fight Club, as in "When you're an insomniac, everything seems the same, just copy after copy".
I like it.
It's seems to leave the reader waiting for something, not in the sense that there is something missing in the poem but in the sense that it brings the reader to where you seem to be. At a bus stop, at night, with one flickering light, and no bus coming out of the darkness on the other side of the stoplight.
-(The Boy That You Loved Is) The Man That You Fear
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