darkness

darkness

A Poem by Anxelin
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dark and depressing

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there's a place where darkness seeps
a place once called a home
a place where children weep
and no mother's there to hold
a place where hearts will shatter
where dreams will never roam
a place where fear is endless
and breathing's just unknown
a place where lives are taken
where souls beg and souls will cry
a place where darkness triumphs
where light dares to even try
and in this place the heart can see
that death is more than gold
yet no one dares to speak of this
for fear of what their curses hold
but in a room a child sings
of distant lands and distant shores
a land that no one speaks of
that's called the outside world

it's a place that no one thinks of
that they don't care to even see
and no one ever cares to find
for they still cannot break free
and as barbed wire rips the skin
she travels somewhere far
scratching off her fingertips
and clawing through this jar
she draws of precious safety
clawing with splinters in her hooves
a place where summer's endless
where green fields and rivers flow
a place exists she's happy
where stolen never comes
where worlds of torture and of dark
can never reach her heels
a place of joy and peacefulness
where they'll never soar or steal

and eyes that once were drowning
in the tears of what's been cost
were dry and ever empty
but not today for they are lost
and though her masters
toll away to break the soul within
it hides in places far away
where they cannot break in

and so they search for her door
to find her secret garden
a place for one such as her
with a door that will not rotten
but only to her eyes it shows
that place that saves her soul
and it hides inside the heart of her
in an abyss where all is cold
and still now she is hiding
as a Jew beneath the boards
a nightmare clawing towards her
and that precious hidden core
and silently she laughs at them
knowing forever she's won their game
cause claw marks will not erase the fact
that her masters are but caged

how does it feel to be so blind
when evil takes your hands
how does it feel to never find
a place you'll never stand
tell me she is screaming
with nothing but her heart
tell me how it feels
to be the one caged before the start

and as she loses everything
she finds herself at home
away from all the bickering
and away where they don't know
and as the pounding beats away
she's scared of her own door
the one and only thing they see
that leads to where she's more
yet years will pass where she is free
but now she doesn't care
for inside there still far from home
a cage is all she shares

© 2010 Anxelin


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Easy to fall to the bad things in this world. Hard to find you way back. a dark story in the poem. Many are lost and need someone to give proper direction. The problem. The bad folks are waiting to control the weak and easy to control. A powerful poem with a very good story.
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Posted 10 Years Ago


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Easy to fall to the bad things in this world. Hard to find you way back. a dark story in the poem. Many are lost and need someone to give proper direction. The problem. The bad folks are waiting to control the weak and easy to control. A powerful poem with a very good story.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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A Poem by Anxelin