Amused with compromising confliction, oblivious to what's realistic
Time stands still becoming comfortabley numb to the pain I feel
Trials of my past laugh at me
Faces in the sky begging to be set free
Ashamed as my body falls bare
Taunted by me childhood memories my heart tears
My mind paralyzed by the quiet skies while my soul tries to revitalize
Unknown to the eye extinct to the world unable to testify
Love no longer a verb
My fists in rage for my eyes to be seen
For my voice to be heard...
A beautiful disaster came my way
The walls began to fall
Nature's wrath teasing me like foreplay
A broken window, my broken heart
The storm takes over
My tears, the rain starts to drain
All I fear ends as a light nears
Life tries to distract me with more pain
Letting go of what's behind me instead of drowning
Healed by the unwinding
Time takes over
Leaving me traumatized by the emptiness around me
A picture of my words are now words of my picture.
A contest entry
- Picture This (First Contest For Me) by JackJumper.
850 points, ended September 21, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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unwinding and disaster leads to emptiness but also to healing. healing oblivion.
..........thats what i got from it anyway and i loved it! definitely going to keep reading all of your work. youre amazing!
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Reminds me a a rap. One line leads to the next in a natural way...it is very flowing. Good stuff. I like it a lot! And the content is powerful.
I like your name too. -
this is encrediable,
such a strong profound write,
thank you for coming by
to comment
with love and
blessings
Rend
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beautiful disaster- almost like a split personality
this is a good write
thanks for entering
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