My mind grows dreary by the day
for there is nothing more to say
than talk of life and love's dismay.
No words left here for me to write
no meddling with matters so trite
Constant turmoil, internal plight
My heart forced blind;
i'm left behind.
And tomorrow he'll do it
again.
A contest entry
- Enter All Your Love Writes Here! by xxRainbowDawnxx.
300 points, ended March 8, 2008, 306 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Unknown crush contest *_* by TwilightBloodRuns.
375 points, ended March 4, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I am blown away by this piece. It feels as if you are struggling to write out your emotions, almost like choking them out. Yet you say you have no more words to write... Then again, they are being penned. It seems painful, and the emotions being dealt with in here are reflection of that. I love the last line "And tomorrow he'll do it again." Stunning.
Thanks for entering your write in "Enter All Your Love Writes Here!", and good luck!
M a r l u x i a
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Thank you very much for all your nice comments and critique
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