Internal Conflict

by Soft Parade   Mar 9, 2011


Conflicting thoughts consume your mind,
they chew on sanity; swallow
potential. Thus you follow
in line decimating your prime.

Creativity escapes; it tastes sweet
exploding through mental constraints
that feels like ecstasy until you faint.
An aftertaste of filthy feet

nauseates your meek spirits quill.
Imploding thoughts cast shadows
on once clear paths of arrows
shot from pure inventive will!

You plead this surreal case before us.
Balance perceptive scales,
stop biting natures nails.
Unhinge the barrier you see and set us free!

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* Edited with thanks to Lady Nik *

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  • 13 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    Sorry about that, the weird sign things are just " " that's all. -Nik

  • 13 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    Conflicting thoughts consume your mind.
    They chew on sanity; swallow
    potential. So you follow
    in line decimating your prime.

    * I don't think you need the period at the end of the first line because the line isn't finished. After reading it seems like it continues in the second and third line. So it should look like this,
    “Conflicting thoughts consume your mind,
    they chew on sanity; swallow
    potential. So you follow
    in line decimating your prime.”

    I think that looks better and makes it easier to read. Another thing I would change is the word “so” I think you have a good use of diction until that word. It throws things off. I'd say “thus” instead. Sounds a lot better to me.*

    Creative escape tastes sweet.
    Exploding mental constraints
    is ecstasy until you faint.
    An aftertaste of filthy feet

    *I like this verse but it's a little difficult to read. Well the first line is anyways. Instead of “creative escapes” I'd say “creativity escapes” so it would read like this

    “Creativity escapes, tastes sweet while
    exploding mental constraints that
    feel like ecstasy until you faint--
    An aftertaste of filthy feet”

    Something like that. So you keep your meaning as well as a steady flow*

    nauseates your meek spirits quill.
    Imploding thoughts cast shadows
    on once clear paths of arrows
    shot from pure inventive will!

    *See this verse was perfect. It read well and kept up with the ones before it.*

    You plead this surreal case before us.
    Balance perceptive scales,
    stop biting natures nails!
    Unhinge the barrier you see and set us free!

    *Nice ending as well. Sorry if my comment seemed harsh wasn't trying to come off that way. I think you have great ideas just have to make your delivery just as strong. Nice work keep writing. Very interesting piece. :] -Nik*

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