Stillness ogled back, as I leer stone faced into my mirror. Clearer than sanity, madness fondled bundles heaped neatly in the cracked frame. Name unknown, shown in eye's lids mid lies devised to steal my reality. Gradually, salt from paled skin send sting of shadow creeping up walls slow as the chill inside thaws. Claws armed with charm, spell-bind mind. Blind-sided, before me, eyes wink, fracturing the stagnate cries.
Naked, hell screams inside my head, fed with grayed images of demure. Pure water divide sides, separating the crow and the dove. Loveless, the damn eyes keep staring... glaring like hornets nesting; resting before mid of night's toxicity piercing fiercely inside me. Flee, eludes my mind as if dark magic meanders from the dark abyss. Dissed, life dilutes as my mind dismembers, and my will distances.
Chaffed lips of glass laugh, hauntingly mimicking the howl of the moon. Soon, midst hollowed wind, thin glaciers bead like seeds from brows.. then stream down my stoned face. Red rivers surge like spears, as veins swell from river's bed. Bread and crumbs swift across old wood floor bore fibers that leap like feet, as mice enticed rummage remnants. He keeps watching.. waiting. Waiting like a vulture nestled beside fresh hide... that almost died.
Fist clenched, leaning into mirror... I can see death much clearer. Needle and thread between fingers, pupils dilated... he waited. Misled; fed dreams that frayed at the seams, my world unreal lay frazzled. Battle worn and torn, born to disaster, I took fist, striking reflection... making it shatter. Laughter filled my eyes, then stripped my lips. The sun rose... laying on the wooden floor, was my pieces the morning after.
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prompt: fractured
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fractured ... deep and thoughts to ponder ..Love the way you penned this awesome and thank you for sharing well said hugs Angel♥
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This is a little word heavy, you know? Not that I don't like prose style but you're using so much metaphor and broken images that it's really had to follow. I guess it sounds rhymic when you read it outloud but it's hard to feel like you can get inside the meaning. It's just too wrapped up in itself. I think if you pushed out some of the images or expounded on them and let it breathe, you could really make this something to suck people in with. Like, I liked the first line in the second stanza but you didn't go anywhere with that statement after you said it. I get that you were feeling upset, but there's no connection.
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one of the best endings i have ever read you really helped this piece go full circle and leave the reader with a somber feeling
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Wow~
You Amaze me with Your weaving of words~
The prompt You elevate to a whole new level...
Bravo!!
Excellent verse~ Emotions also Images Stunning~
grabs hard and does not let go~
Keep that quill dancing
Thank You for sharing Your Talent
Best wishes in the contest
with love & light~ Desire~*~
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...to put back together and start again. very well detailed piece. the breaking and fracturing sometimes leaves missing pieces as well. nicely done
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