the feeling of being out of place

trappedinmyradiotrappedinmyradio Posts: 1,189
edited August 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
i'm sitting
here crying
and don't
even know
why. standing
up to
leave and
knowing it's
a lie.
standing, invading,
wrapping around...
sometimes hatred
and dissidence
abound. a
few little
words with
a jingle--
arpeggiated and
falling...forming
again to
come back
and hit
me. reverberation
occurring through
the thick,
outer-shell over
her heart
but he's
off key.
the feeling
of being
out of
place and
trying, desperately,
to find
your way
out.



i stole the title from somewhere else - not sure if anyone around here will recognize it now -
I'll dig a tunnel
from my window to yours
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Comments

  • love the way your poems flows with such simple words
    It doesnt hurt.... when I bleed
    but memories...they eat me
    I've seen it all before,...
    bring it on cause I'm no victim.
    -Ghost
  • a poet wrote:
    love the way your poems flows with such simple words

    thank you -
    I'll dig a tunnel
    from my window to yours
  • standing
    up to
    leave and
    knowing it's
    a lie.
    -

    like saying goodbye two hours before you leave
    I will make the world a better place...with my own, two hands.
  • like saying goodbye two hours before you leave

    kind of like that...
    I'll dig a tunnel
    from my window to yours
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