(Based on a short story we read in class by Isabel Allende :P)
They're falling on me, whispered into existence
The load bearing beams of my sanity
are shattering from their deliverance
Impairing the sense of my dignity
Collapsing on the floor
Daydream sweats disturb my routine
I can't get these words out of my skull
Etched into the eyes that never bleed
I'm falling, dissolving
Another meeting prepared for me
I'm tired, of lasting
Without hint of her beauty
Captivated isn't the right word, please excuse my ignorance
"Can you sell me the words for a speech?"
There was no reason to smile, little did I know about her hands
Can you repeat what you said to me?
Please free me, release me
Please stay with me tonight.
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3 comments:
And, what was the name of this short story....your entry made me interested in reading it :)
From this I feel kind of trapped
and like theirs nothing anyone can do about it. It seems like this persons only escape is their mind, and fantasies.
This is a good one :)
The story was called "Two Words".
It was a well written story. I liked it :)
Awh, this was really good. You used some really good rhyming schemes. You should give me some tips and stuff, 'cause I suck! :D
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