The Shell

by Jenna Bella Oldridge   Aug 7, 2011


This house is cursed
It's four walls of hell
This is not a home
This is just an empty shell

Hate breeds from hate
There is no love here
Trying to feel safe but
This place is made of fear

Foundations built on quicksand
This building is a cage
Constantly looking for peace but
Only finding rage

Trapped between these bricks
With nowhere else to go
The atmosphere is depressing
The ambiance is low

For nothing is stable
Nothing is set in stone
We're meant to be a family but
I couldn't feel more alone

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  • 13 years ago

    by Lioness

    Bella,

    Such a great poem, very direct with your words. A lot of feeling went into this.

    x

  • 13 years ago

    by Innocent Fairy

    Wow outstanding just wow it's all so good I can't seem to pick a favorite for it's all so amazing,,,great job :) :) 5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by nouriguess

    Seriously bitter, simple and well-rhymed.
    The title said it all. Good poetry, Bella. ; )

  • 13 years ago

    by AngelDust

    I haven't commented in a while and I apologize. I haven't really posted in a while, either. I have missed reading your work. As said above, this is simple yet bitter. The words you used had an impact and drew me in. I hope things get better. Excellent write as always : )

    Danika.

  • 13 years ago

    by Jenni

    I like the simplicity of this poem it gives it a special touch. I think that the flow was quite good in the first two stanzas but then it got somehow interrupted. The rhymes are good aswell, not overused or cliche. You described the situation and the according feelings very well and portrayed a vivid image. Overall I think this is a good poem.

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