I really appreciate you taking the time to read it and give me your thoughts. I learned some about my own poem through you. That’s pretty cool to me.

Deep and dark! I really love the vibes it gives off, the closed-off-ness that I can feel. Kind of makes me think of myself, especially the lines "I built my own prison. They call me the Warden. / The sentence and crime always out of proportion." The rhyming scheme and general flow works pretty well, it couldn't have been easy! The ever-changing persona mentioned gives the image in my mind of one of those wanderers, those people who slip into different masks to fit in with any crowd, but never really have a fixed group that they're emotionally tied with. I really like this poem!

Holy shit you are spot on. I’m a chameleon.

I really relate to this. The chained feeling of needing to change from one social setting to another, leaving yourself feeling fake and false, and knowing that much of it is self inflicted.


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I can definitely relate to your interpretation, to an extent. Here, the unavailable “thing” is my mental faculties. Picture two beach shores, an empty chasm between, storms, lighting, chasm widening, The Mind’s Alcatraz, entropy, chaos.

Really loved this one. The rhymes, the subject matter, all really great!

I can identify with it from a previous relationship with someone who was emotionally unavailable at the time. At least that's how I've interpreted what's being said here. A broken relationship due to excessive emotional guarding.

The bonds are breaking from across the shore.\
Serenity once felt, but is known no more.\
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The darkness roars with its ominous energy.\
Lighting strikes and pierces right through me.\
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Illuminating that which is always kept hidden.\
Self-love, peace, happiness - always forbidden.\
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I built my own prison. They call me The Warden.\
The sentence and crime always out of proportion.\
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My mind stays entangled in different realities.\
I'll give you my word but I talk in generalities.\
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Do not trust me. I will always let you down.\
Every truth ever uttered I begin to confound.\
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The shape of my being is always mercurial.\
Each new personality is another's reburial.\
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