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Housecleaning

Contributed by darkscorpio on Wednesday, 11th November 2009 @ 04:14:49 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



The house was built, on anger and rage
Over time became a cage
The foundation were scars, the doors made of steel
The windows had bars, so that I couldnt feel
The walls built to protect me, from the outside
And who I let in, would let me keep my pride
But over the years, the house was neglected
The doors were left open, less people inspected
Made bad choices, warnings ignored
Security breached, integrity whored

The walls became shattered, the doors were blown off
Went from living in a fortress to a cardboard loft
The doors were transparent, the windows were bare
The darkness engulfed me, the roommate despair

Get out of my house; take your crap and leave
I screamed in my head, but I couldnt believe
The damage that was done, as my life blew apart
And the scars in my mind moved onto my heart

I haven't cleaned house in a long long time
And I suddenly realized that my house was full of grime
Reached the break point and my rage came around
And I burnt the house and occupants to the ground
Burnt down the house, and blew up the street
That I lived on for so long and let history repeat
A self fulfilling prophesy, my personal scorched earth policy

The house left in ashes, and I crawled out alive
And rebuilt what was needed, and somehow survived
A few years later, and theres no longer a trace
Of when my life almost ended, except for new lines on my face
Im thinking that everything needed to go
Because it became a prison, and I could no longer grow
The bridges I burned, I didnt need
Because it harbored the sickness, and lies did it breed
With the roads and house gone, I can never go back
And theres no more baggage that I can ever unpack
Cause it was lost in the fire, and the rage of the day
As the wounds have now healed, but never truly go away




Copyright © darkscorpio ... [ 2009-11-11 16:14:49]
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Re: Housecleaning (User Rating: 1 )
by elle on Wednesday, 11th November 2009 @ 07:54:38 PM AEST
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Well done! Very intimate, intense & emotional. . . thanks for sharing this. peace. elle


Re: Housecleaning (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Wednesday, 11th November 2009 @ 11:05:03 PM AEST
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great piece of reality, strong imagery, strong personality to change your life round like that, and a reminder of what people are silently carrying around with them




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