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Inner Darkness
By Scarrzz
How unsettled it feels, to look into a mirror
and perceive a painted eggshell staring back through empty eyes.
They seldom live enough to cry anymore.
I turn again and walk away, marveling that
this subterfuge of life can emulate a person at all.
Deep down I know, and have seen that at any moment
I can be devoured from within.
The heart, the soul, the love, the very personality
implodes and falls into the now quiet darkness.
There is no reason to scream, because no one wants to hear.
There is no rest in sleep, when it finally comes.
White bones form the outlines of a face.
The demon taunts me for my dishonor.
Why else would I not deserve to have love?
There is no joy in awakening.
There is no hope of a new day.
Only this empty shell,
and a black hole where that hope died.
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© 2009 Scarrzz
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On Monday, August 12, 2013, Intoxicating Delirium
(275)
wrote:
Wow, this is fantastic, I feel the emotion in every word.. great job :)
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On Tuesday, August 13, 2013, Scarrzz
(238) wrote:
Thank you, caitlinryen. I haven't read this in some time, but when I saw your comment and re-read it, unfortunately nothing inside has changed. One would hope for growth, or the mystery of time to heal, but I suppose some scars never fade. Yesterday was seven years since the wound. I pray you don't understand this emptiness
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On Friday, February 18, 2011, timekop
(15) wrote:
I hope your can write a poem about how to fight back against the demon that taunts you. it's always good to fight back that way you don't become a victim.
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On Thursday, January 14, 2010, Wiccad
(125) wrote:
Moving.
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On Wednesday, April 1, 2009, Sketso
(435) wrote:
Perhaps the opening line did it's work? :) Through the whole of the write, I imagined an empty egg shell, fragile, seemingly perfect, but with nothing inside. The only hint at the destruction were the holes, at top and bottom... hints at the mechanics through which the essense was lost. Intended or not, there's the image I saw, and share. Quite well written, my friend.
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A former member wrote:
Felt it from beginning to end. Time does not heal all wounds (or it certainly doesn't feel like it). Awesome.
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A former member wrote:
*speechless*
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