I sit shaking on this mat
lost on how or why I'm here
my mubbling the only sound around
just me and this light in here
all that was replays in front of me
I cry
I scream
I hide in fear
I walk pacing the walls
staring at my red braclets I bare
Talking outloud to rationalize
sifting through what's wrong and right
I lay down and stare at the light
I beg
I pray
I implore for release
from these demons torture
their whispers
their thoughts
fill and scream inside my mind
silence never found
the shadows dance and bow
we have conversations till...
is it day or night?
A contest entry
- Alone by Timothy Cameron.
525 points, ended November 4, 2007, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Show me your pain, make me feel it. by Jeb.
525 points, ended January 7, 2008, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Deep!
This poem has a depth that at first glance is not apparent, at least to my stupid ass. On the second read though, it really starts to hit home. Thank you very much for entering my contest and best of luck to you!
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Gabrielle28
Thank you for your submission. Much appreciated. -
deep and moving. the red bracelets was an impressive touch! they fade from view, but never leave. wonderful write here!
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I love the ending line. It just pulls together the entire poem for me.
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