My problems suck my soul into a distant land,
Into a mirror where time and space alone will take my hand.
I am obsolete, neat and almost completely insane,
I try to make sense of what I am in my brain-
But I don't know, I never have,
I just have a mirror without a soul,
I try to run, it runs with me too,
But it seems to fill my hole.
My gap that's been there whilst I've been going mad,
I've been slipping, I've been quitting, because nothing have I had.
Now it's beside me, it's around me to take my problems away,
I want it to know that it can cry, if I decide to stay.
So our problems we do share, by looking into his face,
Because it's issues are my own, we both are in disgrace.
I don't care, I don't laugh, 'cos there's nothing to hold on to,
So I slip into the mirror, so I can then hold on to you.
Author notes
5) Prompt: Be careful of looking at broken mirror fragments; they do not show the whole picture
6) Prompt: Love remains radiant throughout the darkness
Yeah, I used two options, primarily because many will use one, and my intention was to write something different to other people. Lemme know if it's not allowed!
22/06/03- 19.
A contest entry
- Options For Those In Search Of Something New #2 by kitsmith.
750 points, ended February 6, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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It's plenty allowed! I enjoy it when people change it up!
I can really relate to this poem. When it seems I have nothing left, I realize that I have my fiance and my friends to hold on to.
Great combination of the prompts. Thank you.
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oooohhh me loves this
it flows so well and is ppuurrreeeccttt with the prompt, gooluck in the compition xxx
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