Owned By AlarmA Poem by Jason
Safe. Warm. Owned by alarm. Swallowed by the storm Yet safe from democracy Saved by the satisfaction of All of our reactions; so tough Wrapped up in a mental monopoly Regret nothing as you stand in that dust And pray to the fire, as you hide from dusk I feel that I’ve felt what I found before But all that I found was there is a door behind the door And forward and onward; Awkward and scorned May we have been so alone, since the day we were born? Somehow, I found the time within my mind to rescue ME Have you seen the path that leads you from your dreams? Forged at the bottom of your vision it reads… Will you take my hand and follow the beast? Gunshots blaze from the south side of the pasture Shall we still claim to be of democratic master? Now that I’ve opened myself to my losses, I can see That behind every door is a mirror, and me With a smile and a wink, as a symbol that I failed I feel that shutting the door should only tip the scale I’m not insane, I swear I’m not really dreaming… I’m not really here, soon you too shall be seeing… I’m not insane, I swear I have passion… Although you may think in a different fashion Without a mirror and a door, you couldn’t fathom But I swear I’m not insane, just close your eyes and imagine "I’m not insane", ......I’m right here in this glass How come you still say you can’t see me smile back? © 2009 JasonFeatured Review
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Added on April 30, 2009AuthorJasonAcross the potomac..., WVAboutFirst off, let me introduce myself. My name is Jason, and I live in West Virginia. I am twenty seven years old and have been writing poetry, journals, diaries, and short stories since I was a very yo.. more..Writing
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