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The Maze
Divide reality from illusion
Forwards is backwards
Separate belief from redemption
Success is failure
Where shadow crosses light
The ground meets my face
I'm surrounded by lies
The truth is too far away
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Hope is this-
...Virus
Faith is this-
Injustice...
Pain is this-
...Shameless
It's just another dead end / It's filled with emptiness
This is death's discontent / Resenting life's rhetorical existence
Fear is this-
...Shapeless
Chaos is this-
Feverish...
Peace is this-
...Blinded
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An infinite cycle mocks
Turn after turn
The timelessness cannot stop
As the same path is reborn
An unstable prisoner drowns
Lost inside my own encrypted mind
The way out can never be found
In this maze called “my life”
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In Between Dreams
In Between Dreams
A fragment of a second
Just one slight glance
You're the only person
That puts me in a trance
I feel so close to you
But I am so far away
If only you knew
I felt this way
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To fully express this feeling
It's like raw torture at heart
Because you live on without knowing
And it makes me desire you even more
A solace night of dreaming
I thought I never would have it
This longing luxury of sleeping
It's what I've always wanted
I thought it was too much to ask for
A sense of rest and relief
I feel as if it's more than I deserve
It's been so long since I had this nightmaric disease
I wish you could know
Of the peace that yo
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Hermit
Hermit
Staring through...
The broken roof
I peer...
Between my fears
Questioning my existence...
I ask myself
Is there acceptance..?
To be found
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I'm tired...
But not broken
I tried...
To be outspoken
But your eyes would not stand for it
The glares and snares deemed it forbidden
Since then I shut myself out and away in the distance
Locked inside my mind / Afraid of all humankind
I fell under the pressure / Damaged by society's pleasure
I let go of all possessions / I threw away my humiliation
Dub me another lonely soul
For I am no longer meant this world
I ripped your burdens away from my shoulders
Old bones...
Skin o
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Rain Of Thunder
Rain Of Thunder
I took the gift of light for granted-
Assuming I would always see
But when my world darkened-
My fears took the best of me
And I would give anything
Just to see a spark or a glow
But my faith was also fading
Withering away like my hope
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The only sight I had
Was beyond the walls in my mind
But they were just figments from the past
A false savior that I could only hide behind
The shadows were becoming my mask
It was shielding me from living my life
The skies rumbled ominously / Like cries echoing sorrowfully
I felt rain falling endlessly / Like infinite liquid apologies
Reality shed the blackness / The roars fiercely pier
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Recreate the nights
Of my shame
In my mind
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This poem was revised for the remix project, titled "Living My Life / Behind Hollowed Eyes" (The Darkness Never Dies remix edition)
In volume one: Shattered Secrets
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Recreate the nights
Of my shame
In my mind
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Stock image used - by
Check out and like my facebook artist page! ---> www.facebook.com/Eric.M.M.Walk...
_________________________________________
This poem was revised for the remix project, titled "Living My Life / Behind Hollowed Eyes" (The Darkness Never Dies remix edition)
In volume one: Shattered Secrets
_________________________________________
Check out my galleries below if you want to read more.
Watch me if you think that you might like my future work.
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Overall it's pretty good. I found the way you changed fonts a bit disorienting, but yet so is a maze. I personally think that you should have changed the third "stanza" (by this I man the bolded section, not the individual revelations) into the same kind of stanza as the rest. I really liked the extended metaphor, but I think the ending fell a bit short. You kind of threw off the veil with the "my life" part at the end, which is why a gave you a relatively low originality score. The ending was rather cliche in my tastes, nothing I haven't seen before, though I quite liked the rest of it. The revelations were extremely insightful into how you view the world. Overall, a pretty good poem.