Crayons, Paintbrushes, Radios, and Gray Boxes.

by Ashley Apparatus   Jul 19, 2007


You're in too deep now.
The support you seem to have Is nothing but a chair.
If you lean back too far, you fall; then you hit your head and get a reality check.

Words and phrases have kept you in contempt.
Ignorance flowing around you like music notes in cartoons.
You follow and hope you find bliss in this world you hide yourself from
Trapped inside of a box which you cannot cut holes in nor break.

Crayons and paintbrushes are scattered on the floor of this apathetic floor which you have laid down yourself
Coloring and painting, hoping the dull shade of gray will turn out iridescent and alright.
As you color you notice the gray shades appear where you once painted a radiant picture.

You turn on the radio to realize that all you hear is our song.
Though it is not ours at all. It is yours and that gray box full of ignorance and contempt's..
Suddenly the coloring stops; and you're banging on the walls, hoping your strength that kept you from everything can break down these thick walls of this box you yourself have created many years ago.
So you stop. Collapse. Cry. There's no way out, my friend.

It's a good thing you're not claustrophobic.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Krazy

    Interesting form and use of words. good content, but a little hard to follow at times. love the title, and it's part in the poem. again, interesting metaphor being used. makes me think, which is a good indication it's well written. making a reader think is key. good job (: 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by mistressxsork

    "It's a good thing you're not claustrophobic."

    That made me chuckle.
    Another jaw-dropping poem, darling.
    The depth amazed me in this one.
    Flow was natural instead of physical.
    Your insight was well put, as was heart.
    Overall Rating: 4.8/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Stephanie Naylor

    I thought it was GREAT
    and the imagery was also
    a nice supplement

    but the ending
    about being claustaphobic
    was in lay-mans terms
    a little
    non-fitting as
    an ending for this poem

    but the rest of it was GREAT

    "Words and phrases have kept you in contempt.
    Ignorance flowing around you like music notes in cartoons.
    You follow and hope you find bliss in this world you hide yourself from
    Trapped inside of a box which you cannot cut holes in nor break."

    favorite part ^^

    another well deserved

    5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by TwiztidJuggalette

    I liked this poem...The story behind it was awesome...The voacb was excellent too....

    The ending was just right too....

    Overall 5/5...

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