I've felt imprisoned for so many years
You left me to carry around your shame
Dragging around this luggage full
Of raw memories and heavy chains.
What kind of sick game you invented
To pretend that I was anything but five
Led me into the room with the peeling paint
Talked me into giving you my life.
I still go back there in my dreams
Did you know you would have such an effect
Where are you know, have you killed yourself,
Or did your lack of conscience save you from regret?
Tell me, because I really need to know
So many questions litter up my mind
There's not really room for you in here
Your actions have kept my heart confined.
I know it's time to let you go now
Picture you jumping off that ledge
I know now I'm not really the one
Who should be left hanging from the edge.
A contest entry
- Pain/Hurt/Life scars. Release your pain to me by LanguishedLad.
450 points, ended April 24, 2008, 55 entries
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Comments
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The flow and rhythm are wonderful in this poem, and I'd have to say it has a lot to do with the rhyme and the emotion behind it.
Keep up the great work -
Powerful and Raw
This is a really well done poem. The hurt and anger are powerful and raw. Every line is well done. The first and last stanzas are particularly well done. Best of luck in the contest.
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