Alone. The heart races, the pulse beats, gasping for breath; so much motion yet still at the same time? You are there but not there. Standing in this crowd yet again compeltely alone. An inward feeling of deep despartaion crying out for someone to hear me, no ones listening, the heart beats faster, i cant breathe, Panic, your alone your alone no one there to reach out a hand, why wont anyone help me, im drowning, the blank faces around me seem to not even care, dizzness sets in, im falling to the ground, crying out..... last breath, still alone, noone inthe crowd seems to notice as they continue with their busy lives.
A contest entry
- Desperation leaks through imaginary happiness... by Clinging-to-Life.
800 points, ended July 8, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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Very moving write.
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I dont think this really fits with the contest to be honest...this is written in paragraph form...I kind of meant left align in poetry, not a paragraph. but as for the emotion within it, it sounds quite dramatic and definetely sounds like deperation. u also spelt desperation wrong in the third line. but what i do like is the fact that you used the word "busy"...this is something i can relate too in general because everday is a struggle for me and my family is to busy to notice whats going on with me.
Thanks for entering
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