Austin, I believe I understand why the rhyme scheme is done as it is. The third verse seems to explain that. It is somewhat distracting and does misplace the flow as you said in verse three. I get mixed feelings about the message, one seems to be about writing and the other about a person being dragged down by life. Or maybe the person is a writer without words to write and that is dragging them down. It leaves me with a sense of confusion.

Austin
Another sad poem you have penned. Life can drag us down and leave us feeling confussed and distracted.
Nice job!
*hugs
Cindy

You use fillers a lot, I wonder if theres a way you can remove a few 'and'`s or 'the'`s?

and all my fears
awaken without nightmares,
^This didn't really make sense to me with what you're trying to portray in the last stanza. Fear would be associated with nightmares, I would think, plus I don't really understand these lines to begin with...hmm.

I thought the rhyme was kind of forced in some places, 'pressure' and 'measure' for sure, at least for me. It felt forced.

Not your best poem. I hate to tear it apart and all, but I have seen better from you. Your third stanza was probably the strongest, though.

I have found that one of the best escapes from darkness, is to trap it on a paper, inside a poem. To detain it, and purge yourself of it's illness for a little while. This poem ached with pain. I know it feels often that when people say "I understand", their works are empty. But I can say, I hope as some support, that I know the feelings, the experiences of fears from your nightmares coming to life. Sleep is evil, because the fears wait for you, and waking is tormenting, because now the fears find you too. I cannot give you answers, only a plea to keep hanging on, and a big hug, from a complete stranger.

So now a days pictures burn,
releasing crumbling memories
intoxicated under the wrong rhymes,
misplacing flow, burning imagery.

My..my...this stanza here simply stands out
holding emotions which runs deep!
This whole poem reads so beautifully sad..hope you are okay though...take care.

This is very sad indeed. I could feel an inner release of sadness. This is one of those poems that makes me read and think. It is sort a mind blogging like sadness was once upon a time and now with time it's getting over. Very well done, kel.

Boy This Is Beautiful.
Honestly, I Loved It.
You Have Talent, Buddd:)

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