DESCRIPTION
This poem is basically just about how you always wonder about things and you start to think youve figured it out.. and then you realize youve never even began to wonder. And by the time you start figuring anything out at all you dont want to know any of it, and its too late. [307 words]
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I'm 15... and I enjoy music with a passion. I write a lot of poetry, and I try to paint. I live in Washington.. and uhm... my fav bands are Nirvana, KoRN, The Doors, and Pink Floyd. I started writing in 6th grade, I am now in 9th. [February 2000]
Pick hit time disappeared fragments of seconds minutes .... hours .... days .... months, maybe even years slurred together to me I pay no attention to the bloody knife stabbed into you or did I even see it? I've wasted so much of my time running down this hall, away from nothing screaming, crying... I'm panting and weary just the other day was when i first realized there's no end to the hall, which isn't even a hall it's a test and a maze spiraling 'round and down and 'round again the gap between fiction and non just slammed it's door in my face entrapped in this odd existence where little kids eat their beloved pets for breakfast... and the few grown adults... waste their time on sorrow and painless drugs surrounded by this crazed environment turns me to melancholy i miss the nonexistent monster from which I used to run and hide Where has everything I've known gone? This foreign land seems so strange the days drag by so slowly or maybe they're just whizzing by my words are spoken inside my head my thoughts come aloud as the unlit maze spins before my eyes and I have no record of where I am is this land to become my life? or has it already? maybe it's just a horrible nightmare but it seems as thought I've been asleep much too long if it is... I've never been so ready to wake up there's no glow, no gloom no feeling to base anything on the candles burn too hot and too fast embedding their touch into the few innocent that were forced to hold the light to stand in the front and lead the way the flames have engulfed them and will forever stay as I walked solemnly behind them all trying to find their way out the trapdoor fell open beneath my feet I sank down even deeper then now falling mindlessly, until I fell into a noose it mechanically slipped itself around another victim but I knew the noose met sanity I would no longer have anything to pretend It soothed my fears away As my pain came to a sudden end
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