Quicksand

by Innocent Fairy   Jul 21, 2011


The battle was won but i feel numb
The logs in the river bleed
I suffer this disaster
The dust blows at my feet
I cannot move from defeat
The moon shines on my face
I am not proud
For the people i've killed
I sink in the pit of quicksand they create
For i fear the screaming will not escape
I feel only your kiss
To make me awake on the seashores of hope
Therefor you will become my cure for my poison.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    I am a fan of sad poems, your title is very catchy!
    And i love the theme of this one, i love the emotions, and the complex of your pessimism, in this piece, i believe u better write some letters with uppercase and add some punctuation, and so if u dnt mind, this is my suggestion : read, compare, if they make sense, then gd :)

    but 5/5 as it is :]

    these would be my suggestions :

    The battle was won but I am numb
    logs bleed in the river,
    as I suffer this disaster.
    The dust blows at my feet
    I cannot move from defeat
    the moon shines upon my face
    I am not proud.
    For the people I've killed
    I sink in the pit of quicksand they create,
    for I fear the screaming will not escape
    but still I feel your kiss, only.
    that awake s me on the seashores of hope
    and therefor you become the cure for my poison.

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    compare them and choose, nothing much, just few changes that would make a better flow :)