Junk

A basic ramble.

You push it down, and feel the burn ignite.

And finally you will maybe feel allright.

your dizzy and maybe a little taken back.

But the fact remains, your bound by chains!

You dont look me in the eye, leaving flahes

of dances in the winter night, is it shame?

or is the lack of thought. Walking around

in your sleep. Drowning by your feet,

you face your defeat, the spirits

finally came to take you away,

and in forever you will stay, hidden

in memories and all the hearsay.

 

If there was a glimpse of hope, the eternal optimist resting deep inside me,

would sing and define me, and instruct the destruction of this misery.

But there isnt, and this is the final limation.

 

Author's Note

I would really like to hear some of your thoughts. so please leave a review =)

Reviews

[Somer]

I liked it, it fit together perfectly. The last three lines are cool. This is well written , great job, keep writing :)

[GamingGal]

Pros: I sense some internal rhyme here and there, and that is always a pleasant surprise. And you have a mild rhyme scheme going on, which helps it flow. The ideas are sporadic, but they seem to fit together in their own way. A collage of sorts, if I may say. My favorite would have to be the last three lines. They are quite poetic.

Cons: None

Overall: An interesting little poem with a great ending.