Salt Prison

October 3, 2011
By K-Rhyme GOLD, Georgetown, Kentucky
K-Rhyme GOLD, Georgetown, Kentucky
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Favorite Quote:
Art is the only way to run away with out leaving home
-Twyla Tharp


I cry
I cry so much
my eyes are crusted
with a salty despair
that prevents my eyes
from waking from it's slumber
to see the light which used
to tie me to the world
and i wander
around in the atmosphere
where the ties of joy and glee
no longer burden my sadness
from seeking me out
and imprisoning me
in a chamber
of darkness
and then
and then slowly
faintly
like a single star
falling gently
onto the pits of my prison
the salt dusted lashes
lifted from my eyes
like an angel
lifting a curse
and then I finally
finally find
the sweet caress of light
grazing the eyes
once again
as i am imprisoned
no more

The author's comments:
I cry to much, and this poem is saying that it is okay to cry but to bawl your eyes out and get lost in the island of your despair is a sin you commit to the world because you are not blessing them with your soul. that's my take on my original poem.

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