Synesthesia

November 20, 2010
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See it.
A person wrapped in the fetal position
Door slightly creaked, a small hope
Pale skin and sad eyes
A single tear falls.

Hear it.
It speaks a quiet “Hello?”
A voice so small, nearly miniscule
Others hear
And hear nothing.

Touch it.
It feels like titanium, so hard and cold
Constricted within itself
A cage built of fright
Bolted and locked.

Loneliness.





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captaindanger This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 31, 2011 at 9:52 pm
This is great! I think this definitely describes depression. I've struggled with it myself, and this is pretty accurate.
 
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