Mar 04, 2009 20:54
Life Lately
Drowning -
Waves crash and I go
Under.
Kicking and trying
Not to scream
Fighting
Break through the surface
Inhale,
Dragging and pulling
Each breath in
Moving -
Running through all this
Debris.
Picking and sorting
Out this mess
Living
Finally changing
Conduct,
Walking and learning
How to be
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Untitled
The aged clock hangs on the wall
Its face cracks
The plastic breaks open, I stand
I peer inside, hoping to uncover
What went wrong, what’s out of order
I find nothing of the sort
The cogs and gears grow chains
They wrap around my arms,
My legs, my stomach and neck
I lose consciousness
And fall victim to the clockwork
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The second one needs some revisions...I'm still working exactly what those will be though. Hope you liked these. :)
clockwork,
poetry,
life,
poems