Inside, my soul burns.
I feel it creeping out.
The beast caged inside,
It writhes.
I hate it.
Why can't I just fly away?
Hope for the best,
Close my eyes.
Enter my cocoon.
I hope I will be beautiful,
WIth the wings of a monarch...
Author notes
Undergoing Metamorphosis... 
A contest entry
- short by Melissa Gayle.
600 points, ended December 31, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Sorry to say, but the punctuation was intended the way it is. That's my style. I add what I feel must be there. I see what I'm writing in my mind and I slap it to the paper.
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Way too much punctuation in the piece, every line doesn't need something.
Otherwise its nice, thanks for the entry. -
such a beautifully penned piece
great imagery -
yes, awesome.
...and a butterfly is born
good job -
Mike,
awesome write!
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Superb Plus
Ah, yes, something for which many of us hope as we journey through life. Excellent imagery within your words. Thanks for sharing.
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