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Self Imposed

I whisper to loneliness

 

Silence speaks back

.....in color

Through pooled frozen

....tears

 

 

 

To the depths of my

soul i travel

Searching the snare

for release

 

 

From this self imposed

....prison

 

Entombed by pride

 

 

 

The executioner awaits

self righteous

Not pardoned by

self pity

 

 

So to the depths of my

soul i travel

Searching the snare

for release

 

 

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  • JoAnn65
    August 10
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    very good

    It had my attention. Thanks for writing it.
    Josie (J.Reynolds)

  • a good piece though check with the uses of ellipses with the dots used aye i guess we can all relate to this, we make our own prisons and we wear the executioner's mask.

  • oh gosh speechless

    so deep, so much from so little words...took me there

    wow wow wow


    Thank you and good luck


    Cin