I am a walking contradiction,
helping others, but not helping
myself, I’ll be drifting away,
no-one can see- camouflaged.
My lungs are empty, refill
the life, refill the mindsets
that do not kill, pump me
full of emotions; awaken me.
So many layers all built up into
one, indents upon the foundations,
get ready for the crumble down,
the breakdown of the inner tower .
The release that keeps me going,
slices me soundlessly, slowly
the pent-up feelings blow away,
I’m all okay, until I crave for more.
My head is banging, frustration
crawling in my skin, chewing
upon my rights, it’s my hideous
addiction calling at me…
Let the calling stop.
A contest entry
- Say Goodbye to a vice by Miss Faerie.
925 points, ended January 4, 12 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Thank you for sharing..
This is a great piece. The last stanza was very well done, it was a great affect and very vivid.
Thank you for sharing and good luck in the contest
Shari-Lei
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Thank you (:
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My head is banging, frustration
crawling in my skin, chewing
upon my rights, it’s my hideous
addiction calling at me…
love it
that is so true
and amazing
you did an amazing job with the prompt
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Thank you (:
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Worth Reading
I really admire this piece. I felt the energy of this poem...& I understand it on many levels. I'm not saying I'm inside your head, and know why you wrote it or your personal perception....but I connected with it...well-done.
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Thank you (:
I try and write so people are able to relate in thier own way, although this may not be the easiest poem to relate to because of what is mentioned. But yeah happy you liked it...
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