Under this surface, under the current,
lies a truth so bitter and so unreal
that when it comes upon me
it drowns me in relentless insanity.
I hold my breath, I sink to the floor.
Maybe there I can escape my secret.
But truth holds onto me, digging in.
Leaving scars for the world to see.
No tears, no writing, will wash away
the foulness within my soul.
A gaping, charcoal, hole stands still within me.
Stealing reality from my mind.
Voices, whispers, remind me at night
of a moment so dark, so twisted,
that it is carved in the walls of my past
and spoken in my nightmares.
Please tell me what you think
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excelent
I love the way you illustrated your work ,it is colorful,I would have liked you to desribe your feelings a little more like more in how angst you felt but I enjoyed you write!
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wow
wonderful, powerful poem i really really like this poem -
Terrific
This poem flowed so well, and it was so easy to read. It didn't even sound like it could possibly use rhyme. It had rhythm... Great job. I could imagine, see, hear, and feel.... as the words of this poem were appearing in my mind. Great job!!
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