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The cell I'm in

Kelley Davies 1983 (Dallas)

Self doubt drives concern

Will he make it?

Will he burn?

Will he destroy himself before the tide has turned?

Karma is at my back door

Banging on the roof

Crawling through the window

Demon's hoof

Head pounding

The cracks in the facade

Are visible from the street

They see right through me

A piece of meat

How can I apologize

For what I've done?

A thousand times over I've tried

You've won

What else can I do but go to the grave?

Would that make you happy?

From this cell, would I be saved?

Or would I just have to come back and do it all over again?
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Submitted by kbdallas2020 on March 22, 2024

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Scheme A X A X X X X X B C B X X X X C X X
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 569
Words 137
Stanzas 18
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1
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Kelley Davies

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  • Nebula7693
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    Ah, yes, our self-imposed prison cells. I have read many poems over my lifetime about this subject. Each unique and each reaching the same conclusion: I am stuck here even if by my own volition and yet can't seem to find a way out except by death.

    You, on the other hand, take it one step further. You add to the mix, fear of successfully escaping. An interesting concept. While others extol the virtues of defeating the trials and tribulations posed in making their escapes, you dwell, instead, on the fear of what you imagine others see. You succumb to that fear in your poem. You put on a facade of bravery and strength, but know deep down that you are as afraid as a toddler in a dark room on a stormy night. Rather than continue the battle against the fear, the choice is made to just let Death settle the issue once and for all.

    A unique look at this concept. I like it.     
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