Confused

Confused

A Poem by Chase

That which is out of sight
I feel it lingering
Two wrongs don't make a right
Same dull note, droning
Skin of stone, impenetrable
Looks can be deceiving
Hot streams of blood
Wounds open, unwanted
Covered with a mask of mud
Temperature rises, unrelenting
Spinning off balance
Falling down
Solitary

© 2013 Chase


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Added on April 7, 2013
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Chase
Chase

Stillwater, MN



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My name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..

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