Here I sit again,
Deep in my dark corner,
Trying to hide myself,
From the terrors of their minds.
The glass has been shattered,
Only to be replaced by bars,
Showing them my broken defense,
And the opening they had been waiting for.
They smell the fear,
They smell the weakness,
They claw at the bars,
Nothing can stop their eagerness.
They're beyond courtesy,
They're beyond manners,
They reach through the bars,
Border lining on madness.
They resort to trickery,
Backstabbing each other,
To get what they want,
Using pretty words to try and lure me out.
I tell them to stop,
I try to ignore them,
They only snarl in anger,
The need for victory driving them forward.
They'll never give up,
I'll never give in,
They fight with the lock,
But they'll never win.
Though with my fear,
I still can grin,
For only one has the key,
To let themselves in.
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Welcome to allpoetry
Nice. Kind of creepy and scary. Nice flow and structure. One suggestion though, border lining is one word. Good rhythm and meter.
I encourage you to keep writing to read and comment.
God Bless
Tammy
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Thanks. : ]
And I originally had it as one word but then spell check told me I was wrong.
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i really like this one
good job
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This was amazing emotional groundbreaking write I loved it the dark centers in the words and hidden twists between the lines were outstanding just simply amazing Beautiful write.
Sincerely,
Lonelywolf Tasagka
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this is a really good poem. you have a great sense of what to say. well goot write.
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