She was left to comets and stars and wishing she could feel the rain on her face; instead all she could feel was the blood and filth and pain. She wanted to see the trees and the sky and touch the sun; but she was left with dirty walls and an iron table that she stayed as far away from as possible. She pulled the needles from her skin, tried to wipe the blood and dirt from her face and to create this dungeon into her room. She failed.
Gods, she just wanted out.
But he was back again.
Author notes
Prompt: Image credit: Unknown
I v y - H o p e
A contest entry
- Dark Picture Prompt - 18 years old and under ONLY by annother.
700 points, ended July 20, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Tell me my mistakes. Don't be harsh. Its pointless.
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Congratulations on the Honourable Mention
Poetically, this rocked my world; the power of the simplistic imagery hits out strong and makes me pause everything I'm doing and sit in awe of the words
Painfully penned, gorgeous through and through
♥
Stay safe
~Manda
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thank-you. (:
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Very good imagery in this write. Best of luck.
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Thank-you. (:
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another good write i've read so far...really good job here
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Thank-you very much.
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hmmm
For you this is really short. But short sweet and to the point it is. I like it. Very much so. Great write.
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It is short. But I didn't want to make it long for some reason (probablybecausemymusejumpedoffacliff).
Thank-you very much.
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I love this. And thanks for telling me about the contest, I love writing that type of poetry sometimes.
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Your welcome. I just thought you'd like it. And you did.
And thank-you.
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awesome write. i loved it!
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Thank-you very much.
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this is wierd but i liked it. good work.
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Thank-you.
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