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I close my eyes I sit in the darkness but the lights are still on I vision the child of long ago innocent and free ready to come out and see the world why did I keep her hidden deep within for so long? why did I burry her beneith the surfice of my heart? Why did I leave myself alone in the dark? So many times I've heard the child crying herself to sleep praying each night to be released from the cage I've kept her in deep within my heart the sound of the tears seem to break me apart yet I refuse to give in She fights to stay strong while I sit here in the dark trying to carry on without the little child within.... |
i like this one. and your title drew me to read it. more often than not, we neglect the child in us, weighed down by the conventional demands of adulthood. and the questions you ask, i feel the answers can only be sought and found by ourselves. ![]() cheers, rachel | Posted on 2005-04-05 00:00:00 | by wilted_ | [ Reply to This ] | Well, the outline is good, it atracted me till the end of the poem, it feels sad yet sweet, I can't explain it. About the poem itself, I think you need to revise it beacause I noticed some spelling mistakes, and although I might not be an expert but I think the rhyme is distorted, it just didn't feel smooth to me. | | Posted on 2004-10-07 00:00:00 | by Beast | [ Reply to This ] | |