September 12, 2010
By empteed SILVER, Diamond Bar, California
empteed SILVER, Diamond Bar, California
6 articles 5 photos 3 comments

I am in a world not entirely my own.

I am unable to move. Unable to speak.

The line between dreams and reality have been blurred.

Neither myself nor the one I yearn to be.

The middle ground where there is nothing, but empty thought.

Things there do not exist nor will they ever.

There is no way out. I wander to no avail.

I panic. What will I do?
Am I forever lost in this middle world?

Screams escape my throat. Frustration.

Tears stream down my face.

A smile plays on my lips.

The corners of my mind bind me to the things unreal.

Feelings return to my limbs. I can speak once more.

"Congratulations. You are free to go"

The author's comments:
Make of it what you will. It may not mean the same to you as it does to me.

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on Oct. 6 2010 at 8:46 pm
thewriteidea DIAMOND, Pleasanton, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't cry that it's over, smile because it has happened."

woww---so impressive! especially the last line. such a fantastic way to end a truly great poem. youre a great writer

rate/comment on some of my work too if you'd like. keep writing!

on Oct. 5 2010 at 7:43 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

I found this to be a very intriguing poem. It probably meant something different to me than you intended, but I liked it all the same. I was very surprised but the change in the poem's general plot and the last line. Who uttered those words?

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