Poisonous substances,
seep through my existance.
Damaging my mindset,
drowning my stability.
Clinging on to reality,
I pray for freedom.
Author notes
20 words: Medicated Realities.
A contest entry
- 10/20/20 ... quickie... why not!!! by kiwigirljacks.
600 points, ended May 16, 2008, 9 entries
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Brilliant,from the darkness comes the light,keep up the great work.
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WOWZZ thats good!!!
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Wow! you have packed so much into so few words. I like that you didn't specify what substances, because there are So many poisons in life you have left it open to many interpretations. I really relate to this poem. - NANGALEEMA
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I know that feeling well!! I kinda like not having the reality tho lol... bad I know!!
Intense write
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Wow this was beautifully done, Sis!! Loved your brilliant thoughts & language in this. The ending was really powerful! Excellent job!
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Quite the mindful trip ... freedom is a good thing though.
Steve
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