disizmrkent Posted April 10, 2004 Report Posted April 10, 2004 I once looked inside myself I turned away from the lids and lashes but all I saw were hurts inside me the scars and bruises, cuts and gashes I tried to lose myself in my thoughts to escape the world, and it's canopy but then in trying to get back I got lost in my insanity So now I sit here, insane and blind no world except what's within myself and I am trapped, I can't speak out to you and you can't hear my cries for help
Ayshela Posted April 15, 2004 Report Posted April 15, 2004 and isn't that almost worse than the original cause of the cuts and bruises - being locked in your head with it all? *nods*
Zariah Posted April 15, 2004 Report Posted April 15, 2004 I really like this poem, I think it is the simplicity of form combined with the complex emotion of being trapped in inablility to escape from the inner pain.... I tried to lose myself in my thoughts to escape the world, and it's canopy but then in trying to get back I got lost in my insanity I especially was moved by this stanza, b/c I feel the same way, too, sometimes.
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