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Oh sky, open up and swallow me please
I’m now at the point where I’m down on my knees
no one will listen and still no one sees
help me to free myself, I’m begging you please

Torment and anguish churn in my heart
too much to handle, don’t know where to start
my emotions are jumbled like some form of art
it feels like my whole world is falling apart

Times at their hardest, times that are bad
how did I get this way, feeling so sad
pent up emotions, i’ve kept all i’ve had
I don’t release anything, even when mad

The feelings are built up and now haunting me
my lone tortured soul needs to be set free
I’m begging for someone, anyone to see
Oh please sky, just open up and swallow me

-Heidi 07

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FinnessaWilliams avatar General Stranger

February 06, 2007

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FinnessaWilliams reviewed Version 1 - Read 100%% of the Item

I am not a rhyme poetry fan, however I always take that into account when I review.  
I was looking for a consistent rhythm and rhyme and I have to say I didn’t see that.
In the second stanza, the rhythm through the line off, especially reading the second and third lines.  If you keep the syllables uniform the rhyme will sound better.

The rhymes aren’t very sophisticated, like in the third stanza, the rhymes are bad, sad, had, mad.  Nothing to really give description, cause a feeling of conflict, or give a richness to the poem.  

The title based on the writing should be “Open up and swallow Me” seems to be a good idea.

The idea of wanting the sky to swallow you is usually used when someone is extremely embarrassed and doesn’t seem to work here.

All in all, I didn’t enjoy this poem, and I think this poem needs more work.

beysshoes avatar General Stranger

February 02, 2007

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beysshoes reviewed Version 1 - Read 100%% of the Item

The despair and distress Contained(sic) in this poem is an unrelenting scream.  While, as a literary piece, it begs for more clarity.
   What immediacy has provoked this outcry?  Why is all the contained emotion kept sealed? Rather than the sky being the sole ‘release’ for the writer, can another penning on blank page offer release?
   This is what your poem left me musing.  Blessings your way, Sarai

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