Constrained,
oh I'm bound,
black bruised,
strapped down
mouth full of
lost dreams and
fear
fear
fear
slams me hard with its hands
while the walls do their dance
moving closer
they laugh
for this girl is trapped
trapped
trapped
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
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Wow! Your words made me feel claustrophbic!
i cannot help but think as i read this,, that in essence fear is a "mouthful of lost dreams"... after all it is fear of missing out on that which is to come isn't it in essence that is the basis for all fear??? wow... i have to think on this for awhile.....
lovely words....you have crafted it beautifully!
Mesmerizing!
"while the walls do their dance
moving closer
they laugh"
Wow!
I'm sure we all feel at times that the walls are closing in on us ;)
When the world gets smaller our mind gets larger with more scary thoughts.
Had a visceral reaction to this poem, so intense, powerful. And can we break free and master fear through art?
The words are totally frenetic and capture the feelings so well. Besides the fact that I can relate to this poem, though likely in different ways, its pacing and style are perfect.
The mouthful of lost dreams image is just stunning. The feeling of being hemmed in and beat up by such dreams is powerful. God bless.
You took the words out of my heart. Wow. Ali
Amazing!
You have such a beautiful way with words, I love this.
:o)
trapped me you did, with this. superb.
Very well written Sarah. I'm sorry my comments have been sporadic, life is really weighing on me lately ... I will try to get back into it.
A wonderful poem. You are talented. Sometimes we feel trapped, but that's what we need to be able to move forward and grow.
Keep flowing!
nice write
There is something so powerful in this poem! It grabs you by the throat and makes you want to go through walls and run away from the pain.
WOW!
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