Feelings Inside;
Who I am hates who I was and who I am hates who I am.
Like a cancer of the soul,
Testaments to my weakness,
I cover up my eyes.
It doesnt matter if its light or if its dark
My soul is misplaced.
Hopeless...
I hope this dark time soon will end.
Author notes
Username: Nbrez. Poems used(in order of lines): Words Pour Out, I Hate Me, Cancer of the Soul, Writing Saves Me, In Isolation, Always the Same, Breaking Down, My Three, I See the Faces.
A contest entry
- Reiterated Recyclings by EnigmaticMonday.
700 points, ended January 23, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - I by N e a r.
2300 points, ended February 3, 2008, 220 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is my favorite of the one's I've read of yours. It's captivating, the second line is my favorite. It makes alot of sence. Great write.
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Like a cancer of the soul,
Testaments to my weakness,
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These lines are just phenominal.
I really enjoyed reading this piece.
Your words are so neatly put together.
Thanks for entering. Good luck.
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You manage darkness with hope, well done silver winner, well merited, from the bronze winner, Donald
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Really good choice of lines. They flow well and each adds to the poem in whole. I can sympathize with the subject as well. All in all, a very nice write.
I shall comment more at a later date. Thank you for entering my contest. Good Luck.
E-M
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