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Taunted

Around her neck is her addiction.
She can’t seem to let it go.
It sticks to her fingers day after day,
Calling to her.

No one can tell she’s going through hell.
Her heart longs for that open road,
But never will she speak it.

Running down the spiraling road,
Water dripping off her cheeks,
Running down her body.
Her dress clinging to her,
Wet with sweat and tears.

She runs to get away from it all,
But still they chase after her,
Taunting her,
Seething with hate toward her.

She can never escape from their games,
From their lies.
Every day they kill her over and over,
Never releasing,
Never giving up.
They want her to suffer.

In her mind,
She dreams of meadows,
And soft springs filled with love.
It’s the only thing that keeps her alive and fighting.
She never was one to kill.
Her actions speak so much louder than her voice.

She wants to stand up,
To speak up for herself,
But every time she tries,
Her voice cracks and she fails.

Day after day,
She gathers up her courage,
Wanting to never get that low again.
But no matter how hard she tries,
Her mind moves faster than her lips,
So no one understands.

Just to get away,
She dreams.
She dreams of freedom,
The trees shimmering in the sunlight,
Sparkling with the rain water,
Which causes a rainbow to form.
She smiles slightly to herself.

And jumps into the ocean.
Flying through the air,
She’s as free as she’ll ever be.
Content for once in her life,
She has a smile on her face.

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  • Arrianna MacEwan
    February 25, 2008
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    very powerful write. good luck in the contest.


  • Blooming Poet
    February 2, 2008

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    Wow, this is powerful. Your talent shines through in this poem. This poem is so true to so many of us. Thanks for sharing your talent with my contest.


  • moonburndcheese
    February 1, 2008
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    i like this poem thank you for entering in my contest and i enjoyed reading this


  • Shassidy
    January 16, 2008
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    Very Strong

    I really enjoyed this poem, it's sad but great. The first stanza was powerful, but didn't seem to fit in with the idea of the rest of the poem. What is the "addiction"? My favorite part was the last stanza, very powerful and well done. The title reflects the idea of the poem really well.

  • piccola silver member
    January 16, 2008

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    This does fit the pic and is a very strong, sad write. I am haunted by the smile on her face as she sets herself free. Hitting bottom I suppose as death is often the bottom for some addicts. Very sad; thank you for your entry.


  • Hells Bells
    January 16, 2008

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    Wow sis, I really think this fits the picture. I really like this picture I can picture it very well.I can't pick a favoright part cause all of the stanza's I like it.Awsome job sis.

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