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Calibrated Chaos...

Posted by Sweettalk on July 16, 2010 at 8:47 PM

Calibrated Chaos




The thunder rumbles through me

Beating a funeral dirge inside

It is like trying to convince myself

I am living as whole as possible.

Driven past the breaking point

of holding it all in my voice breaks

Swallowed up by isolation intended

on keeping me sane has only released

the lightning strikes of condemned ecstasy

into a broken mirror below the gallows.

I used to appreciate the strength of

safeguarding the journey through hell

But today I gaze upon clenched lips

with disgust and sorrow for what

Could have been reality.

The laughter is unborn yet tonight

Twilight a heavy cloak over

another ten thousand seconds of life

chartered through deadly quicksand.

The sound of the storm reminds me

Of my debts which keep me here

in this box with no corners..

Soldered shut, with only fantasy

and the crashing atmosphere

Keeping my heart beating still.



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Reply Sweettalk
8:57 PM on July 28, 2010 
Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher) says...
Sad peace, is there no escape? in a box with no corners is there no door. even an ubliet has a trap door up top. look up :)

:) Thank you so much.. No, this one had no door... but I escaped later through the invisible dreamscape.. I just had to remember where it was located!
Reply Angel Strife (Charles Fletcher)
8:48 PM on July 28, 2010 
Sad peace, is there no escape? in a box with no corners is there no door. even an ubliet has a trap door up top. look up :)
Reply Sweettalk
7:44 PM on July 20, 2010 
Thank you all- The darkest corners do not escape my interogations recently, and my soul aches to fly free and giggle whilst being beaten down and looked upon as arrogant... Setting yourself free can do wonders!!

I appreciate each and every one of you for coming by to read, and for who you are. The family here is wonderful~
Reply Cutter
4:22 PM on July 20, 2010 
in this box with no corners...

Holy hell is this one hell of a piece of poetry! Beautifully written, powerful and amazing word choices.
An excellent piece, Sweet.
Reply thepiedpiper
2:21 AM on July 19, 2010 
call me a masochist, but i love how little room this gives you... its an added dimension to the feel of it. really lovely work, sweet!