Defective objective I have placed
In the heart of four walls needed.
How to survive in pain and greed,
All these things twas given to me.
A cell of realization I think not.
Hallucinatory injections of
Immorality I think I will pass.
Paralyzed within action,
Of heart and life, to scared
To be just me the heart.
Deception hides in many forms
Some unseen and unknown.
These four walls close in each
And every day to the place
I don’t want to be.
In a list
A contest entry
- Alone by Timothy Cameron.
525 points, ended November 4, 2007, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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MyJoy
Thank you for your submission. Much appreciated. I had a hard time tracking some of the ideas and see an intellectualization of emotions, but I also see some interesting ideas. This will probably move to finals or at least Honorable Mention, even though proper spelling & grammar was an issue in you poem. I believe in substance over form. -
wow what an awful feeling, of being alone, so much turmoil and pain, You have done an excellent take on the prompt, and brought to this great emotions. Thank you for sharing, best to you in the contest~blessings~
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Thanks, it is easy for me to tap into this side of me, I think if we really think about it we are more dark then light. Hummmmmmm Thank you love your comments.
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