Monday, August 07, 2006
claustrophobia
Stifled gasps
vibrate through the dense air.
Struggling, choking,
rivulets to nowhere.
Walls, walls, walls, walls!
Mirrors reflecting themselves.
A dozen reflections
highlight my imperfections.
The battle scars
etched behind my eyes.
The smile that hides
the hurt deep inside.
Emptiness pervades.
Twisting, writhing.
Leaving me with nothing.
I hear the cry of the sea.
***
vibrate through the dense air.
Struggling, choking,
rivulets to nowhere.
Walls, walls, walls, walls!
Mirrors reflecting themselves.
A dozen reflections
highlight my imperfections.
The battle scars
etched behind my eyes.
The smile that hides
the hurt deep inside.
Emptiness pervades.
Twisting, writhing.
Leaving me with nothing.
I hear the cry of the sea.
***
Just a super melacholic poem that I wrote when I was with the ex-boyfriend-from-hell (2003). I wish I could write again.
p.s. Jon - I'll take you up on that PC offer. Have a field day with this =)
p.s. Jon - I'll take you up on that PC offer. Have a field day with this =)
insatiable at 11:17 PM
