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Glass Walls

Contributed by MG_Akela22090 on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 08:17:09 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry





Creating a world of glass around us, so it may shatter when we scream. Feeling lost in the mirrored hallways, we give up and kill ourselves with the pieces.
Where are you? Where is god? I’m lost in this world forevermore. There is no god, at least none that I can feel. Take me in your arms, make this chaos end or I shall kill myself here and now.
As me erect those glass walls, we know it’s a lost cause. So, when we fall, we fall to our doom and will never rise again. Looking into the mirrors we see nothing but our faults. This gives us reason to scream and put a gun to our heads.
Yet, there is light in this eternal darkness. There is still hope within our glass cells. For if it is not death we crave, it is only to be free of ourselves.




Copyright © MG_Akela22090 ... [ 2005-12-19 20:17:09]
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Re: Glass Walls (User Rating: 1 )
by Jen54 on Monday, 19th December 2005 @ 08:32:09 PM AEST
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Wow is what first comes to mind after reading this poem. I can relate to this so much. Knowing what its like to live in the darkness. Great write.
-Jen


Re: Glass Walls (User Rating: 1 )
by Elayner27 on Tuesday, 20th December 2005 @ 12:46:53 PM AEST
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I really liked that. It was really interesting, I liked the way it was set up, i which is wierd because normally I like to have a stanza type set up. Good write.




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