Category: Writers Block
What were you thinking of?
Did you think I would stay?
Frozen, in limbo endlessly?
Spin my web of reverie.
I’m hanging on by one thin thread.
Dear God, what must you think of me?
Haunting dreams fill my nights:
Tumbling through my mind and turning me to ice.
An avalanche of desperation:
Falling down to cover me in desolation.
Tattered remnants of my pride, fluttering like rags around my heart.
My feelings lay like shattered glass.
They drift away, scattered ash.
I was just a convenience, an actress in your play but never the starring part.
My tears fall, somehow unreal.
And, time goes on like some giant unseen wheel
Fatalistic thoughts pin me to the ground.
My wings are broken and I will fly never more.
I love the "Raven" allusion--was this intentional? Your imagery is very vivid, too. I had several little snapshots flashing in my mind. You've taken something painful and made it beautiful ... good job.
Thanks Mel for the encouraging words.
Smile.
I rarely write in this board or even read it much.
But the title caught my eye (ear?).
Anyway I think this is pretty good. The Poe illusions are unavoidable and nice.
Your theme is well stated without being too blatant.
Keep up the good work.
Bob