The King of Hearts:Broken Spades

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    The King of Hearts:Broken Spades

    sitting here without a thought in your mind
    you can't avoid your responsibilities forever
    but you would if you could, right?

    escape into your inner most thoughts
    past the cerebellum, through the frontal lobe
    and hit that blind spot

    are you dreaming?

    is that you fading into the background?
    no. but its a scary image
    at this point you're barely breathing

    who are you wonderful dreamer?
    you don't belong here
    GO AWAY!

    what was that?

    you look around but see nothing
    is it all in your imagination?
    whatever. just brush it off. keep on keeping on

    all of a sudden you here something shatter
    then the sound of broken glass
    is someone coming?

    this strange odor fills your nostrils
    not quite sweet, not quite bitter
    appealing yet repellent

    FLASH!

    you fall to the ground
    confused and dazed you look up
    and come face to face with...yourself

    is it a mirror?
    you raise your hand to it and you clasp hands
    you're not terrified but what the hell?

    the other you glows a malevolent color
    its eyes shine a crimson red
    you sense the malice its emitting

    so begins the struggle!
    where is that voice coming from?
    it can't be from the other me...it didn't move

    now you're scared.

    RUN! save yourself you say
    but you're frozen solid as if glue was holding you down
    ESCAPE!

    Your other self approaches
    As it draws closer you writhe around
    there's no way out

    it's too late as your other self consumes you
    avoid the pain
    can you escape into your mind while in your mind...?

    WAKE UP!!

    you rise up dripped in your own sweat
    looking around you seem bewildered
    but you carry a most smug smile.

    your head is pounding
    is someone trying to get out?
    you don't think so

    it's YOUR turn to take a run at life...




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    BigDaddyCash commented on The King of Hearts:Broken Spades

    11-08-2009

    You stir up thoughts and emotions with the fiestiness of a tiger. This is unique verse and I like it!! LOL, BDC

    BigDaddyCash

    11/08/2009

    I never checked my spelling friend, sorry. BDC P. S. feistiness

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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