Struggle in the Night

August 29, 2012
In the darkness, I struggle through
dreaming, demanding, drowning, daring
trying to survive with my own definition.

No one knows, no one sees me in the night
imagining, ignoring, infesting the insanity.
Everyone is ignorant of my facade.

Many thoughts come and go with the moon
grounding, growing, grabbing, and grating.
They throw themselves into my grip.

The candles flicker every time I breathe,
flouncing, fluttering, fighting, floundering.
I fill my lungs and blow out the flame.

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Malorie said...
Feb. 18, 2013 at 10:17 pm
This one is really good, so real. Keep it up yours are great :)
Emma-Riley said...
Sept. 4, 2012 at 7:09 am
I LOVE this poem! i can feel what you feel, and i love being "in" an authors work. great use of imagery! 5 STARS!!!
Padoodallee replied...
Sept. 4, 2012 at 1:33 pm
Thank you =) I'm glad you can understand and relate to the feeling. That's the most important thing to get across.
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