Are you blankly staring there?
Is there peace?
Restraining myself from everything
I don't have much to ask
But the clock makes its moves
Why are the atoms so condensed?
Who are you
And why am I staring at the ground?
Why can't I ask you?
Why aren't you better getting away?
Or you want to get hurt again?
In love with a stoned heart
Tell me something
Break the darkness
Or the rose will rot dry
A contest entry
- You're not listening to me are you? by Amazon Huntress.
450 points, ended May 11, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This poem makes a strong impact, the weaving of all the questions enforce the desperation.
Thanks for entering!
*~Huntress~* -
Really thanks for the comment. I like this peice alot. it speaks to my soul, maybe i just look to far into things but it makes me feel my situation ya know? like the questions are my questions, the emotions are raw and still burning like a wound that hasnt healed yet...
I like it alot thanx of posting and letting me read it
N -
this is a powerful write and I think i got all the messages behind your words....but ill ask you on msn anyway
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