All the answers I can't find,
While snagged in a lifeless bind.
I strive for more, but end with less.
A broken shell, tension-stressed.
I watch with cold eyes
At the world that passes by.
But they don't really care;
To them, I'm not even there.
A loneliness choking me,
A longing for what I can't be.
I watch the world with cold eyes;
I watch a world of lies.
'Till stress builds, I finally snap
And fall into a self-made trap
Endlessly spiralling down
Until metal is met, no longer bound
I hesitate for seconds only
Wondering what may come to be...
Fear of what lies beyond the grave
Is the soul truly there
Or beyond black hands, does nothing lie?
For now, I fear what, if I die.
But that little slows my next action
Despite, what may come in their reaction
I'm a searcher, with an answer found
With cold steel, the tension's unbound
Author notes
I have actually felt this way before. I've never really cut myself, but I've got rather small self-inflicted scars from times of frustration, as well as deep psychological ones, resulting from both those around me and my own twisted thoughts of what the world truly is. I hope this fits the contest.
A contest entry
- Emo's endless tears by xXtired-of-cryingXx.
400 points, ended November 30, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think?
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I bet many people can relate to this one, which is never a good thing. I reckon that you did a great job portraying the emotion in this piece considering what your author notes said. I'm glad that you have never really cut yourself, I too have felt like I want to but never actually followed through with it. I don't think I could ever actually harm myself, I have a huge fear of pain anyway but to inflict it on myself, well that's just stupid lol
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Sorry for rambling, anyway your rhyming was done really well, and this was just full of emotion and great sadness. Good job.
I hope you keep it up!
Take care
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