Damaged Labyrinth

Damaged Labyrinth

A Story by Annebelle Ashire

She just stands there
Staring through the mirror and past the bars
Weaving trembling fingers through damaged hair
Her world is made of scars

Tiles beneath her are stained
Tainted red from the pain
For so long she was contained
Contained within her domain

Created shelters behind egotistical lies
The only walls she knows of
Hiding her wistful disguise
Explaining the disdainful love

Her labyrinth of intimidating hate
Trailing past the faces
The faces that sedate
All the dreaded places

She's a hue of simplicity
But drenched in misguidance
Over taken by toxicity
And ruled by subsidence

Reflections show amorality
As she slowly backs away
Walking across debris
Lost in disarray

Clammy palms search for cement walls
Cold and consumed by years of neglect
Echoing calls
Of disrespect

She roughly slides to the ground
Shirt bunching up from the damaged labyrinth she leans against
Here her secrets are bound
An acceptance she has dispensed

Wounds that swallow her skin
She stares in complete regret
Though overwhelming is this sin
She does not fret

Trapped here
Are stories untold
Condemned by fear
Lies unfold

Broken slivers of rock
Sharpened so that one touch may the skin open for the shadows to see
Her past begins to mock
All that she has set free

A trail of blood
Seeps towards the unwanted light
And so begins the flood
Of self-riddance tonight

© 2008 Annebelle Ashire


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A very deep piece so rich in regrets of things done and not done... but then coming to the realization that we are human and that means mistakes are apart of being one... that's where we learn alot about ourselves and what we are made of... very nicely done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


well, the title mislead me at first... I dont know why, but I didnt imagine this type of symbolism... But, all the same, it is an amazingly constructed piece of writing. I truly see in this piece that you have talent that I could never dream of. I also found myself placed in this Labyrinth of sorrow and regret, it was a bit frightening, and yet intising (sorry, my spelling is horrible, so please bare with me..lol) very nicely done.

Posted 16 Years Ago


I liked it a lot. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 17 Years Ago


I am glad that you gave me this request. I love everything about this poem. Nothing is wrong with it to me. Good job!

Posted 17 Years Ago



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Annebelle Ashire
Annebelle Ashire

Loves Park, IL



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Find some of my older work at: Www.Allpoetry.com/Scarletletter You may consider my being as "just another writer ", and I don't mind that so much.. The thing that tends to rather annoy me most... more..

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