You never caught me when I fell
The chains of choice too heavy I guess
All I feel and all I knew
Was that you weren't there for me
So hurt I sheltered my wounds
Containing the thoughts you'd locked inside
And I never stopped to numb the pain
I never stopped the tears I cried
Because I was tied up to a lonely land
Where no one else could live
And locked up all to myself
I learned some things I didn't need
Calling out to hear your voice
You never returned for me
So I picked up all the pieces
Of this broken heart of mine
A contest entry
- Beauty, Tragedy, Etcetera by MessedupMarionette.
700 points, ended November 17, 2008, 13 entries
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I like the emotion behind this piece. The one thing I don't really like is the contractions--they're good for common speech, and if you're trying to go for a certain rhythm or feel, but it seemed like they just brought the poem down. I could definitely see the influence of the image, however, and it was a good write. Thanks for entering!
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