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Inside the Closet
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D. E. A. F. We stare into the black abyss
A world surmised by nothingness.
The only illumination is from under the closet door,
and your only companion, the cold hard floor.
You hear them scream, you hear them yell.
But they can't find you, and the dark will never tell.
Curl in a ball and press back against the wall.
Too afraid to answer their call.
We are small and filled with fear,
We cannot sob for they may hear.
We don't want to feel the slap of their palm.
Then have to lie when teachers ask whats wrong.
When they drink like this there is no reason.
And the slightest infraction will bring on a beating.
They'll yell in your face and you smell it on their breathe.
It smells like desperation and it smells of death.
We used to think being in the light was fine.
Until they beat up our body and shattered our mind.
Here in this space, with its absence of light.
Where no matter what time it is the middle of night.
We will stay here, stay safe, and hide away.
Not listening to apologies and lies they say.
It's cold on this floor, without a blanket.
But it still is safer than coming out the closet.
Conveyed very realistically.
Conveyed very realistically. Nicely done, but tell me, please. Have you highlighted in yellow words in black here? or is that my computer?
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Yes they're highlighted in
Yes they're highlighted in black :P Its supposed to be sort of like "light in the dark"
i thought so, but i wasn't
i thought so, but i wasn't sure because i see it with others' poetry sometimes and can't tell if they really want it that way because some of the colors make it very difficult to read. yours is done well, and yes, it adds to the impact nicely.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you :)
Thank you :)