I’ve been battling a war against myself for so long
A battle between my inner and outer self
Where I am trying to flee both parts of me
Fleeing internal grief hurts tremendously
Yet I must keep at it in order to sustain all I have now
And it pains me to hurt like this
In a battle I may never win
In a battle that may never end
I need someone to raise that white flag for me
Before I hurt myself any further
Before I leave any permanent damage
I need someone to rescue me
So I won’t have to go through with this any longer
Because it hurts me to fight myself like this
In a war I may never win
In a war that may never end
A contest entry
- Time for a detailed contest....no quickie here. All options, prompts and honest muse. by isisspirit.
540 points, ended April 12, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I'm not quite sure which option you used here...i may be dull so pelase don't take offence to this. This was a little bit to much like prose for me, if you know what i mean like that, it seems more like a 'rant?' than an actual poem. That aside though, it is packed full of raw emotion that is effective. I understand why the prose outlook was more appealing to you, but to me it did seem a little unpoetic. Still, thankyou kindly for your entry. Best of luck.
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