I have never traveled far, and never
willingly because life seems more real
when it is recognizable, and more
comfortable when it is stagnant,
and reality never seemed as distant as it is.
The future stays hidden.
When I wake up to the sounds of a familiar groan, every morning
I want to melt in the sunlight
and never meet the brightness in your eyes,
for it is a radiance that illuminates the meadows of my mind
and allows the flowers to open to the power of early spring.
The cycle begins and ends, all of forever.
Pitifully I sigh, empty-headed
in the enclosed embrace of your presence
never to wander into the hands of the ignorant child
that devours the hearts of men
and shrouds the world in the darkness of unfulfillment.
Author notes
Prompt: The word "ragdoll"
Kind of like the doll has no say and is just courted everywhere and is always subjected to only what they can't control, like their owner.
I don't think they mind personally, apparently their owner's pretty awesome. 
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Comments
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This poem is a little confusing to me. It starts out talking about the future and comfort and then it's in love and then it ends with a really dark tone to it. I just don't really understand the transitions, I think. That being said, I really like the imagery in the last stanza; it's really strong, especially with words like devour and shroud. The first stanza just confuses me; what exactly do you mean reality never seems distant as it is? I keep trying to get my head around it but I just don't understand. I feel kind of stupid. But I do think this poem has a lot of potential -- it just maybe needs a little rewording and clarification.
good write and good luck!
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