Soulless eyes leer
smothering the air,
toxins slither upon
putrid flesh
seeking crevices
and curves
infesting torpid thought.
Dreams bubble
blistering into nightmares
pestilent threads begin to coil
their grip tightening.
contaminating all.
Soul is torn,
shredded with vigour
until
no fragments are left.
Yet nothing penetrates
emotions deadlocked
trapped in time
still numb.
Author notes
Meh not written in an age, still need to work on this I think, the end is lame. Will do it before the contest closes tho 
A contest entry
- my first word prompt contest by Mariana.
700 points, ended February 13, 12 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I can see who calls cos I'm nosy, so be nice and comment.
Comments
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Strange and thoughtful piece, full of dark imagery and well-deserving of your trophy, Hon.. Beautifully written..



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a sliver most worthily won!!
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Such an excellent piece. You imagery is so c=vivid and powerful, but you do that amazingly well. Such a gripping write.
Best wishes in the contest
Gaylene
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love it
I understand sweet fritzs praise of your talent

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Your vivid imagery describes the prompt so succinctly. This is impressive. Bravo!
Good luck with the contest
Mariana
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I am so impressed, impressed with your mastery of adjectives. This poem is captivating as it is festering with vocabulary that slimes its way into the readers mind. The imagery is dark and toxic. Well done!
Love,
Amera♥


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SHE'S BACK!!!!!!!!!
Pink, this is awesome...
Loving your freeverse...
Its heartfelt, honest & has an emotional depth that is staggering...
With your trademark imagery & poetic device, it sure looks gold to me...
Keep up the good work...
Well done!!!


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Damn! I've been in this place before!! That numb can either be forced upon us, or we do it ourselves as a self protection.
This is fab hunny and I don't think the ending is lame at all!


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this is hot! i dont think the ending is lame, it wrapped it up pretty well...though there is always room for improvement. you know how it is, a poem is never complete. much love to you, i enjoyed this


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aw a very deep and vivid poem good luck in the contest
maralisa


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Nice job so far, it can only get better from here sis, I will say that it does seem to be missing something, elusive as it is but its a great start and and I know you will do this bad boy justice
Good luck in the contest, you always get a trophy in my book.
ur bro steve

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"shredded with vigour
until no fragments are left."
What an image that created
Very sorrowful but as always
written beautifully
Good luck in the contest
*roes*
~Pastel

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