A paradox to feel nausea afflict my aching skull.
It's like my soul scolds my mind as I cower
at the feet of some smarter part of me in late night hours.
A blank stare at the painted walls leaves me appalled.
I allways seem to find the gall to enter a state of madness
that would justify a padded cell. It's hellish at times
to piece together a broken sense of content.
My cynical voice of reason
murmurs something to the effect of:
"Just another day at the office."
That's just a false sense of strength.
Because behind that smirk and smiling eye
lies a child that whimpers as if he just watched
his world go up in flames.
Author notes
Sometimes shit just don't make sense.
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VERY emotional piece, very well worded. I don't know why, I'm usually not to into gloomy writing, but this was very well written.
Amazing@
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When I first read the title, I thought it said, "Cries is a dead language". I thought it was the most creative title I've ever read. This is beautiful, lovely, nonetheless.
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This poem doesn't really fit the backround, but hey I like a little change now and then
Great job capturing the emotions and way to go on describing them.
This is a very good piece and I loved reading it!!!
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ha ha
i like how the background is all smiley, and that the poem itself is not, but beyond that this is really good
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Really good
It made sense to me, I packed in a career job to find freedom after writing a poem similar (but not as good) as this, one day at work. Thought the line about broken sense of content was exceptional. So glad I visited.
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This made me smile immediately. I like the big smiling sun that you put on this page, as the poem surely doesn't quite shout 'big smiley face' but rather 'duck and cover.' I loved the last stanza, and thought it was rather funny. You say this poem doesn't make sense, but that poem is totally my life. This is such a great write. Great job.
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i really like this,
a very interesting read - it provokes a lot of thought. i especially like the lines :
I allways seem to find the gall to enter a state of madness
that would justify a padded cell.
(allthough always is misspelled!)
and the final 3 are so strong, they are a fantastic finnish. you have strong yet slightly morbid imagery throughout that really holds the readers attention.
well done, a brilliant write.
ElectricBloom
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I hear ya...I've had a week like that!
interesting how what is perceived can actually be
deception indeed!
I've missed your poetry, it's good to have you back!
ears/Seattle
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Very nicely done, capturing the turmoil we feel and keep hidden behind our daily facades...
May you find peace...
Ken
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L5 "always")
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Just reading the title alone, I was intrigued, I loved this piece from begining to end, I love how you manipulate words and your flow is always dead on.....this says alot of things to me, and I think it's very open to interpretation.....it made me think of how outward appearances are deceiving and that even if you're going mad on the inside, you can paint on a smile and sort of go on "autopilot".....nice job, love it!
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