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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Apr 28, 2004 22:44:25 GMT -5
Swimming in my mind My tortured conscience Screams so shrill into the night Hot pokers in my ribs I fall to my knees I am spent Swimming in my mind I run like the wind So sick of being hunted What I'd give to be caught Mounted as a token of your success My endless failure to please you Swimming in my mind I turn to face you My demons have devoured me I am not afraid of you Finally, I float
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Post by bloodredtears on May 4, 2004 10:53:05 GMT -5
sweet...very dark here...i really enjoyed it...great job!
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on May 4, 2004 18:32:52 GMT -5
brt, thanks! x rinna x
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Seth
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Post by Seth on Nov 30, 2004 20:28:11 GMT -5
Cool! I love everything about this -Your words, your flow... just awesome.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Nov 30, 2004 22:24:03 GMT -5
nicely done. i think that some punctuation and stanza breaks would help out your readers with the flow a bit more, but other than that i enjoyed it much.
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Post by QueenofDarkness on Dec 7, 2004 15:00:27 GMT -5
VERY NICELY DONE!!! I really enjoyed this piece and actually felt the darkness flowing out of it. Jeana
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Dec 7, 2004 15:05:02 GMT -5
hey all,
thanks for the kind words. it's an old piece that i swept under the rug, lol.
leash, you're right. i'm running dry these days, i may just go through my old work and neaten it up a bit, tweak, perhaps. i had an aversion to skipping punctuation...LOL!
cheers, rinns
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