There are no exits
no fire escapes
just me and her.
Face to face
like in a duel
with only our
wits to fight
with.
She is everything
I'm not
but yet I am
She is my
hate,
she is my anger
she is the voice
that tells me
sweet little lies.
I want to escape
to be free
but its like being
locked in a cage
when you
can't find the
keys.
She is the reason
madness
corrupts me
and I am at her mercy.
But its only
temperary
until I wake up
I am free,
but when night
comes
I am a trapped
inside my own
head.
Author notes
"There is great genius within madness, you just have to dig hard enough to find it"
A contest entry
- Trapped....... by BeautifulCurse.
600 points, ended December 29, 2007, 33 entries
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Wow, I love this, I think that it is probably something we call all empathise with, we all have that hateful half of us, which is putting it simply of course, our personalities can't be divided so easily.
"I am a trapped" - Is that 'a' meant to be there?
Great Write, very powerful. X
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Mab is an evil B***h. I should know, she tried to kill me.
Some alter egos just suck, don't they? -
Hmmm.
I wonder who she could be...
Lovely write, Pet.
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very nice... this is really interesting.. i love the lines:
"She is my
hate,
she is my anger
she is the voice
that tells me
sweet little lies."
they are very powerful... this is great.. its filled with emotions and a situation many us find ourselves in... the quote in your author notes and the background you chose really add to your word choice and structure.. great imagery... awesome write and good luck..
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I like this
and the style it is writtne in works for this write like a toss back and forth should I should I not oh but I must, Like this a lot!
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