The DoorA Poem by TheOtherClose the door and look away. Let the footsteps of the past carry you to your former state. Let the veil fall back before your eyes. You don't belong in my world as I do not in yours.
I am not used to the way you decay, day after day, nor I shall ever be. I was not made to live in a world that lies every second. Neither can I rot within a mind that is so much smaller than the core of my being.
Leave me here, here is perfect, just like anywhere. because true perfection lies on imperfection, because there are no mistakes, only knowledge in the form of experience.
In your world all is empty, an infinite circle around nothing, a maze of bloodstained wire. You think you are free but that is when you are all the more entangled, within the hell that sustains you.
I chose to learn from you. You taught me how it is to be human. You taught me how it is to suffer in a cage of your own device. You taught me how it is to love, by trying to turn me into your possession. Now it will be as if you've never met me, as if I've never been, I will be but a suffocated fragment in the abyss of your memory, and to me you shall be a controversy, a friend from a distant past. I bid you adieu dear brother, as you erase me fast... © 2011 TheOtherReviews
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5 Reviews Added on August 6, 2010 Last Updated on March 21, 2011 AuthorTheOtherNicosia, CyprusAboutI'm Christina Christodoulou at the age of 17. My native language is Greek and I live in Cyprus. Awards: Red Instinct Award (5th) Aug 13, 2010 * The Thanatos Award Contest * Beneath.. more..Writing
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