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Four concrete walls

Secluded, alone, abandoned for so long
Each passing day and night accelerates
The battle of the Sun and Moon, cosmic strobe
Yet it is the only change that I see
For trapped in a structure of enforced stasis
Mind, body and soul, little by little decomposed

Memories haunt me still
of times too far flung from imaginations grasp
At minds tip, taunting, sadistically elusive
Like hunter and prey through the misted forest of my mind

Faces once familiar grow distant and distorted
Voices mutated, loss of recognition elevated
The book of remembrance slowly moulders

I have nothing left
With no memories of my past
Nothingness is what I become
Out of sight
Out of mind
Secluded, alone, abandoned

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  • melphleg gold member
    March 11, 2008

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    It doesn't have emotion. What it has is numbness or lack of emotion. It creates an emptiness.
    Definitely some good imagery.

  • californiagirl
    March 11, 2008
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    This is, by far, one of the best pieces I have seen. I definitely can relate to the entire thing, but wasn't overwhelmed by any emotion. I loved the "book of rememberance" and "times too far flung from imaginations grasp." Those parts stuck out to me. Thanks so much for your entry and good luck!


    • Luciferian Aeon
      March 19, 2008
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      I'm a drunk poet of 21 years of age. Been to prison for three years on.....Honestly something I didn't do. But at the time I thought friends were something special and... Well drugs do get the best of you right? This was written when I was in prison and the memories of my family was getting distant. I can't write to well with all this stimulants around. TV. Games. everything. I wish some times I was back in prison so I can have some time alone. But holy shit. Gold. That is awesome. Thank you so very much for relating to my feelings at the time. It means more to me then you can possibly know.