Listen Dearly
To my desperate
Soliloquoy
Years back
&& Yet it's yesterday
For me
I can still hear
The desolate screams
Haunting they are
Nothing can save me,
From these dreams.
There I sat
Hurting
"Living"
My life in constant
Emotional Pain.
There were Riots
In my head
&& The only way to stop it all..
I had to bleed.
I would take out the razor
&& Sweet salvation ran from my wrists.
I thought it was secret..
Somehow, he got a hold of this.
I woke up one morning.
To the sound of horrid shouts
I looked around,
I saw dried up blood and bodies
Just lieing about.
I tried to scream,
&& Yet nothing burst forth.
It wasn't my throat,
But my lips.
I ran my fingers
Across them,
Shuddering as i felt
The thin metal thread,
sewing my lips shut.
What nightmare had I awakened
To find.
This is when i realized,
I really didn't want to die
I had to break free.
I had to get out.
Then i see, there are chains
Constricting
My body.
These chains were wrapped
carefully around me
Attached to one large shackle
That encompassed my knee.
Only thing that kept me
Bound
Was the lock that hung from the metal
A dead man laid infront of me
His eyes wired shut
with the same thread that
Held my lips tight.
An X marked the spot
Of which i needed to find the key
I dug my nails in,so very deep
I found my salvation, as i saw the body twitch
I had sacrificed a life for my own
I opened the lock and i was freed from my prison
From then i've been afraid
Yet I've now actually lived my
[Life]
Author notes
It's not so great, i'm sorry.
A contest entry
- Saw Poetry I by Word Artisan.
600 points, ended June 30, 2008, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - P.A.I.N Not just a word by Sorrow is the name.
600 points, ended July 25, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Thoughts?
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No need to apologise, its not that bad...
As a matter of fact, I quite enjoyed it...
Great descriptive narrative & rhythm made for a compelling write...
Well done!!!
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Yet again
I sincerely thank you.
Glad it wasn't "That bad..." =]
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you make such scary senarios
waking up with your lips sown shut an chained lookin @ bodies.
I tried to scream,
&& Yet nothing burst forth.
It wasn't my throat,
But my lips.
I ran my fingers
Across them,
Shuddering as i felt
The thin metal thread,
sewing my lips shut.
terrifying WTG!!! this read really smooth and built up awesome with a closer about living i loved that.
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Hehe
Thank you. It's actually the story from Saw. Well, one of the many stories..and it's not completely true. I added some stuff, but i'm glad you get the just of it.
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nice i like this a mix of the actual saw...was this imagined..do tell...well i like the flow it goes quite well and i hope to read more have a good one..adam img src='/s/images/smile/wink.gif'>
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