Vines

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  • Hurt

    Poem Commentary

    One of my freind said to me when we were having a sleep over that the cuts I had left on my self looked sort of like vines, thats what inspired this, thanks Carly. Cutting is bad and I ask you if you do not already do it, don't start, for some like me, it is almost like an addiction and once you start and it becomes normal for you it is extremely hard to stop. Have a wonderful day!

    Vines

    They wind around my body
    like vines
    They tangle around my legs
    tying me down
    They wrap around my waist
    Taking my life
    They grow up around my wrist
    reminding me constantly

    I cant remeber when they started to grow
    or why
    All I know is they continue to grow
    and I can do nothing to stop them

    The vines reach in
    into my heart
    into my mind
    that is where they plant them selfs
    that is where their thorns come out
     
    I can not escape
    The cage they have created
    I have tried countless times
    So I guess all I can do is sit here
    and watcht them
    Grow

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    SuSpence commented on Vines

    12-04-2010

    What an amazing use of metaphor. You did a wonderful job on this write. I hope for you, one day the vines will wither away leaving only scars where they once grew. 10 from me. Peace and Love, Spence

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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