The Trickling

March 4, 2011
By BlueCannons3030 GOLD, Alleman, Iowa
BlueCannons3030 GOLD, Alleman, Iowa
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Favorite Quote:
God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pain. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
-C.S. Lewis


It dripped like Chinese water torture.
Until it was steadily flowing.
The floor began to wash over and blur.
And the water kept on going

My sanity is bloody.
In fact, it's almost dead.
The prison... is flooding.
Right above my head.

I remember mother, once saying:
If you come across trouble, then come back home.
But solitary confinement is where I'm staying.
Because I'm forever locked inside this hole.

Reflecting on the past,
looking on my sin,
I don't deserve to go fast.
For I'm to die, In this stupid hole I'm in.


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on Apr. 22 2011 at 3:53 pm
BlueCannons3030 GOLD, Alleman, Iowa
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Favorite Quote:
God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pain. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
-C.S. Lewis

hey thanks sam

on Mar. 29 2011 at 2:20 pm
MicroGiant GOLD, Elkhart, Iowa
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"It dripped like Chinese water torture."  This is my favorite line in the poem.


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