Mists

[Outcast-Angel]

Mists by outcast-angel

faces loom in front, to the sides

sneering, leering, pitying and loving

they walk right through me, cold chills

can you tell me which of us is real?

i'm the one who feels your pain,

kept your secrets beyond betrayal

whilst you wrapped yourself, safe, secure

in a blanket of our old ties, severed from me

can you tell me which of us is real?

my mind is burning, freezing in still-pictures

killing me from the inside, warping my thoughts

your thoughts continue to flower, abomination

your eyes still revel in daylight as well as night

are you trapt by the looming faces?

penned in on all sides, alone

gaze through the mists of insanity

can you tell which of us is real?

[ShySoul]

Love it.

 

If you ask me, you are more real. Allowing yourself to feel everything while he covers it up.

 

Keep it up, you are incredibly talented.

[Outcast-Angel]

Love it.

 

If you ask me, you are more real. Allowing yourself to feel everything while he covers it up.

 

Keep it up, you are incredibly talented.

thanks.. this one wasn't about a guy though..

[ShySoul]

Oops. You are very abstract at times, so its not always clear the exact situation. Which is good, lets people relate it to themselves more. But whatever the circumstances surrounding the poem was, it was good.

[Outcast-Angel]

Oops. You are very abstract at times, so its not always clear the exact situation. Which is good, lets people relate it to themselves more. But whatever the circumstances surrounding the poem was, it was good.

i think i like my writting better when it *is* abstract, because i can read it in different situations, and it still applies, without reminding me overpoweringly of the circumstances which led me to write it.. plus, i was always worried that someone would find them, and find out some stuff i don't tell anyone if i was blatently clear as to the subject matter.^_^;;