so many dirty little secrets
each one residing
in the aisles of my conscience
each one anticipating
a slip of the tongue
each one threatening
to have me undone
viciously haunting my sordid past
quietly stalking my chaotic present
determined to jeopardize my dreams
for the future
constantly testing my ability to cope
each one deflecting
my attempts to forget them
each one demanding
a life or death sentence
reminding me I have nowhere to hide
clawing, pecking, prodding at my insides
promising that they will eat me alive
with all of my dirty little secrets
A contest entry
- NO CRAP ALLOWED by Leslie.
425 points, ended December 16, 2007, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - 19 to 25 enter your best prewrites Judged by RedwingSpirit.
850 points, ended January 17, 2008, 34 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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This is great I like it
Thank you for entering this into my contest I wish you the best of luck
Redwing Spirit
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I’m not quite sure how this made me feel, although I would say that I didn’t feel that it was bad, and to a certain point there was something about it, I do believe that you can work on it and that there is probably some good lines that can improve this.
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wow.this is really deep.i love the first verse,i added an amazing energy to the whole work,drawing in a reader.If i read your poem out loud,my tongue would probably get all tingly =]
-Phoenix
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