It's like I wanted to collect something
A gentle token, a reminder of the boy I used to be
In its own, twisted way I felt I found it
But nothing could satisfy the urge
It was like a dam
A rushing, dangerous, beautiful dam
It threatened to swallow me whole
Engulf my being in its waters
To drown me in any real sense of the word
I was lost to craving that rumbled my stomach
I choked on the feeling I felt in my heart
I longed to know what it was really like
I wanted to feel heaven
In the grasp of my palm
Yearning steered me in directions I knew I shouldn't take
Yet they were inviting
Inviting, more so, than the laughter of faces
Or the gentle kind words
That I so ejected from my mind
What I wanted I knew I couldn't have
It grabbed me
It made me the monster I became to myself
Even in the morning light
In the aftermath of something like an earthquake
My wounds don't heal fully
The scars remain
Reminders of the yearning I felt
But never told
A contest entry
- Mental Afflictions by ChildOfRhiannon.
466 points, ended September 1, 2007, 24 entries
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Thanks for your comments guys.
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rock on
I love the way this one uses the same old theme that is seen all over poetry these days but isn't fake or whiney- you simply state things the way they are. And I think this one's also unusual for a piece of it's type because you don't make excuses for yourself on a very controversial subject. Instead you present yourself as a victim to an outside force. Nice work
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So much pain here...loved the poem and the feelings you so nicely displayed. Thanks for the entry and best of luck in the contest!
Love~
Az
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