Severed Ties

by Tammie   Oct 17, 2007


The thrill of escape is all but fading,
Neon exit signs a surrounding glow,
Imprinted with black ink on my memory,
Becomes an ever-lasting thought on show.

Fighting to find the end of this maze
Every corner, a new fork in the road
Too many options, not nearly enough time
Loudspeakers play one last dramatic ode.

This dark room I'm entrapped in screams echo,
Mixed pain and excitement never ceased.
'Follow the yellow brick road' they once said
That advice never helped in the least.

Tonight I severed all ties of appeal
Breaking promises to myself again,
Procrastinating decision making once more
Trapping myself in this hell with no end.

** The finished product is something completely different to what I thought I would write. & there is a deeper meaning than the face value of this. Not sure if anyone could understand it though, but me. Thanks for reading. **

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  • 17 years ago

    by The Herald

    Im not gunna be all like: oh, i totaly git you, ur so talented, we should be best friends!: oh yeah, im not mocking anyone lol. anyway, as always, a real pleasure to read your poems, i do feel a little bit of this "deaper meaning" u spoke of, but im not gunna let on in case others copy my work *cough!*

    i loved it

    10/10

  • 17 years ago

    by Polaroid

    Wow I LOVED it you should write a book, it was just so genius you are definatley going on my fav's list, i can't get over how great that was

  • 17 years ago

    by Robert

    A great write I certainly thought. The flow was great the description was very gripping and would love to talk to you about the core story behind the words great read Plot121

  • 17 years ago

    by Karl Wild GG23

    I thought that the poem was written very well and the flow and word choice were both fantastic. I also thought the meaning was very deep and I could relate to the words very well. Excellent job with this piece 5/5 GG23

  • 17 years ago

    by Prophecies In Kodak

    Maybe I can take a stab at understanding you.. This poem kind of appears to me as indecision of who you are and who you want to be.

    but it was a good story, and touching altogether. Out of all of your new work.. This is my favorite. And I liked the title, as well, simple as it may be. You did a goob job here. And you wrote only for yourself. i like that.

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