You have amazing talent...keep it up!

Awesome poem. "Our sweetest songs are those that tell of the saddest thought."

This is an amazing piece of art. Very deep. Omg. Ur a flippin idiot if you don't think ur a good writer. If i was anywhere near u.. i'd be strangling you at the moment. jk. but still. your an amazing writer. i'm the bad writer. lol. 5/5 allllll the way.

great job&&keep it up.

much love,
mac.<3
[.just.another.silly.teenage.girl.]

And I see statues moving, moving within a trance
With slow gestures, in a grotesque dance
To the mystical and haunting tunes
That fills this place like narcotic fumes

This stanza is the best one I can grasp. The subtlety of emotions are at play here but on a deeper level, and I imagine the statues like slowly dancing mannequins which are emotionless and barren to the outside world, representing a metaphorical connection of feeling emptiness on the outside, but filled with emotions that are exploding on the inside. Intentional or not, Its a great reversal and an ingenious way to describe how someone may be overwhelmed with these emotions like "narcotic fumes," but no one can see your pain or your beauty because like statues and mannequins, you can't move and people don't see identity; they only see an empty shell in an empty prison of the mind personified like a reflection of a human being without a soul. Dancing without a soul, and without someone to hear you and see your cry of pain, dancing isn't beautiful, its grotesque. Everyone and everything from the outside is haunting to the mannequin. Haunting to the person trapped inside.

Great thought provoking poem.