Spinning city
Blinding slits of light
Bending through the darkness
Indicating night
The time has come to run away
Find a place of my own
Jump into the streets and go explore the unknown
Broken dreams litter the streets
I wont let it happen to me
Just keep going
And find a place to be
Long nights past since I left that boarded room in my self
Sometimes I long for a return
Before remembering why I left
I then only want for it to burn
Even if it takes forever
And I only find the salvation of a wooden bed
I will know that I have tried
And I have lived up to what I said














Comments
And I have lived up to what I said"
Great Job
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May we meet again in paradise.
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May we meet again in paradise.
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this is a nice opening, though I do feel you could maybe drop the 'crusade:' at the very beginning.
2nd stanza:
perhaps replace 'and go' with a comma, might neaten it up a little.
3rd stanza:
to me this one seems a little less strong than the previous two.
4th stanza:
'my self' should be 'myself'. the first line is also very long if you say it outloud against the others.
5th stanza:
I don't understand the second line. it seems like a bit of a random image.
the poem as a whole:
each stanza seems a little distant from each other, try working on connecting them all a little bit. Also try to use some punctuation, makes it easier to read.
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Well I'd love to stay and chat, but you're a total bitch.
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reach out and touch faith!
inappropriately.
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