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Days like this so cold and lonely
When I can handle sleeping only
Admonishments boom in my ear
My loneliness is lost to fear
I'm trapped in here down very deep
One of the voices in the heap
Of broken chances, vile dreams
That pick and poke and pull my seams
I try to bring me back again
Instead, I hear some other men
My own ear can't hear my call
My plea just echoes down the hall
I must take care to look the part
Of a normal, human work of art
Not the mess of tangled wires
Shorting out and causing fires
That burn me down from inside out
And from the flames I hear a shout
It sounds like...Oh, my God, I see!
If I kill them, I'm killing me.
© 2013 Nicholas Emeigh
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Featured by the Poetry Foundation in their group "Record-A-Poem." Also part of the Playlist "The Poetry of Nicholas Emeigh" which includes 40+ other poems.
Notes: This poem was written on December 24, 2013 and published to the web on December 30, 2013. It is about an internal battle.
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