Once a Trust, a Short Narrative, a Final DefenseA Poem by RequsAll one Poem, broken up into 3 partsOnce A Trust: I’m suddenly placed into This narrow festive passageway I see, to my eyes interpretation A carnival…? A market alleyway with a fire-truck It blocks the way at the dead end ahead Spewing its lights into midnight sky I investigate the crime All empty large plastic eyes are on focused me The toddlers with lollypops release Their emotion onto my sticky footprints; Fear and horror has arrived… I quickly put myself into the trap Pink clouds, gaseous disguise, ominous poisonous enlivenment Death deliverymen march slow but toward My body-trails, the past me’s that catch up to the present The winds are strong and the walls start to collapse Breathing is difficult Escaping is becoming a difficult relapse I see history gather around me in realistic vision They try to distract me but I strive for my own My own survival The force tries to bind me to their flypaper walls Their made up world which I once believed… A secure world, our common ground But as they continue to close in, everything forces to implode A Short Narrative: He waits for me He’s sorry; he’s on the other side He waits for me He’s in the cockpit; I’m tossed into a desert He can’t make up his mind, I can’t continue to survive) A Final Defense: I see the light shining from out of this clown’s fun house Unlike the last time, I make it out, to my rivals’ surprise An old friend that persists to press on my back with his crooked sharp finger The pressure tended to be unbearably hard Success made its way in by piercing my skin An infectious disease releases It branches then explodes. It lingers, its sting staggers It kills me slowly…. Torturous evil little deceiving salvations Live on the inside attacking me In specific sections Inevitably, my brain releases A final defense… Pure, retraction Pure as liquid gold Back to my world And a complete Disconnection © 2010 RequsAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRequsNew York, NYAboutHi I am matt, I have horrible grammar skills, but I can express my imagination, opinions, stories, and thoughts successfully through poetry. In my opinion please drop a comment and enjoy. more..Writing
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