Four Sided Wall

by MaSkEdSoUl   May 19, 2007


This four sided wall,
Is as white as can be.
This four sided wall,
Is where I'm forced to be.

Every side,
Every shape,
Every place,
Every dot,
Shows a memory of me,
And what once was.

Bad or good:
Is what it reveals.
Everywhere I turn,
Is another memory.

The things I look back on,
I dare not speak of.
Because if I do,
Sadness would creep,
And swallow you whole.

These little things,
That will never be said,
Are things of utter silence.

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  • 17 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    And what once was. = And what was once (switch was and once=])

    swallow you whole= swallow ME whole

    This poem was much better. Fairly accurate punctuation, and it was more hard hitting. The poem was easy to get into, although I found that the poem wasn't explanatory enough for my satisfaction. I did like the title, which was attractive, and your word use was simple but effective.

    This poem was much better than the last one I read, but not the best. Still, well done. =]

    5/5
    ~Stephen White

  • 17 years ago

    by I Seem to be the Heartless

    This was a goos poem Really like the title..

    Note: "These little thinks,"
    Shouldn't "thinks"be "things"?

    Keep it up!!!

    Josie

  • 17 years ago

    by Finalgravedigger

    Huh, four sided wall very appropriate title, nice poem thanks for reading mine.

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