The Provision Through Procession
The Collision Before The Concussion
The Lies Are Born Before The Dawn
And Even When I'm Blind I Know Your Gone
Give Me A Sign If My Heart Wont Belong,
Give Me A sign I I'm Doin' This Wrong
Don't You believe In What i Am
I'm No Longer A Friend I Have This Plan
The Affective Meaning Of This Fatigue Memory
Wrapped Up In It's Discovery
Every Day It's The Same, Because Today
I'm Stuck In My Head.
Tell me, Do you hear me.
DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME.
I'm begging you please hear me...
Don't Tell Me You Arn't Here
The Answer is Conclusively
A Lost Clue it become's involved.
I'm lost in a track of proficiency.
And tonight My mind lies to me.
The Mirror is Broken
Pieces ar miexxed up.
The Wolrd is Broken.
I can't keep up in this attitude...
Save me god I'll be gone tonight,
Save me god If I'm Doin' this right.
SAVE ME GOD!
Save me god, alright? ...
A contest entry
- ~Anniversary Contest~ by Bean Sidhe.
900 points, ended April 17, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So people, fans, friends, familily, and Allpoetry.com's Society and Users, What do ya think?
Comments
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Oy. Okay, first of all - you really should go back through and correct some fairly major spelling issues. Also, the inconsistency in capitalization and punctuation is a little off putting.
I'm not certain how this piece pertains to my contest
but the errors are far more explicit than any message you could put forth to your reader.
In any case, thank you for your entry and good luck.
- Bean -
a good poem, twisting thoguhts and emotions inside out, but a positive ending that seeks a ray of light from the heavens.
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