Eternal Complicity

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I am stuck with this returning theme of being stuck in madness

Submitted: January 19, 2012

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I sit here in the cell of my creation

A grim dark world that my mind,

Has laid out for no one else, but me.

I can feel the cold seeping in my soul

As a shudder runs full length of my spine,

Eyes sewed shut so I may not even see.

I recall a trauma to my being and tears

Then nothing until this moment now,

I don’t understand how this came to be.

Movement is restricted to just a finger

My arms and legs held tight and fast,

As if they are afraid to set me free.

What haveI done to deserve this hell?

I can’t recall or remember can you help,

Me escape from this obvious atrocity.

Oh dear God! no I don’t believe what you say

I must look deep within and here I must stay

I cry as I realise there is no-one here but me

Sitting in my eternal complicity!


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