The world has changed in these few years
Or perhaps, it’s only my view.
Stained by cynicism,
Soiled by blood,
Green mouths continue to chuckle;
Blue eyes still cry.
The tight hugging of flesh
Does little to bring me close
To whoever is in my arms.
For every fragment of ice
That is chipped from my heart
By the loving hands of emotion,
Apathy, pragmatism, greed, and fear
Replace it ten fold.
I am an entity unto myself.
I affect myself,
And I, alone, am affected by everything.
I cannot smile.
I cannot cry.
I cannot hate, nor can I love.
I am one of the black blemishes
In the white light of life.
A contest entry
- 3 MOS. Gold MEMBERSHIP-updated to 600 points! and feature, Prompt: APATHY- Give Dark Writing a Try... by ears2hearyou.
1300 points, ended July 10, 2008, 24 entries
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Comments
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capturing was this poem!
we could feel you enter the dome of apathy and gruelling
it was to hear your written pain.
Well done! way to write.....oh...i'm dying...this contest
is Slaughtering me to judge!
ears/Seattle
welcome to the finalist list!
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