Unwrap My Soul

by Heather M Craig   Jun 15, 2005


Peering into the desolate image
tainted with depression's art.
Looking beyond the crimson canvas,
I find an imprisoned heart.

The allure cascades off the bars
calling, pleading for devoted aid
in the whispers of the wind
for the hope the pain will fade.

The artificial smile upon her
leads to a contrasting soul
built by wrathful bricks
to protect the heart of gold.

She burns inside herself
awaiting a delightful recovery...
for no one acknowledges the existence
of the person inside of me.

Heather M Craig.

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  • 16 years ago

    by The WriTer

    This is a great poem. love the analogy of art compairing it to yourself. keep it up. check out my poem, Robert [[again]], and tell me what you think. i like how u are blunt.

  • 18 years ago

    by ♥•oOo Nikki oOo•♥©

    Strong Poem! 5/5 xoxo-Nikki-xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by FlowerThatDied

    Really good job.It was written really well. plz comment and vote on a few of mine

  • 18 years ago

    by Eden

    Heather...this is a beautiful poem. I am so glad to have finally gotten to it. I won't be home until 12:00am tomorrow morning...so that means I won't be able to get online until possibly tomorrow...I'm sorry we can't talk more. I hope to get a computer at the aprt. soon. Ttyl, girl. Love ya lotz;) tata

    Eden

  • 18 years ago

    by Rachel

    I love it! Good job!

    xoxoRach

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