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Glass Alice

A poem

By Sarah SpookychildPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Glass Alice

I am a glass wall

Don’t touch me, I will fall

Now forever down deep

Ever more I wish to sleep

But I know I never may

I must run on, never stay

But-

I am a glass wall

Within, I hear the call

Forgotten in the void

weak but not destroyed

Translucent in its flow

Uncertain, not real, no

Memories like a puzzle

Connect inevitable, I buckle

But -

I am a glass wall

When touched I do fall

Down through dusk and murk

A familiar feeling does lurk

Unremembered reminiscence

Now comes into existence

Still- I am a glass wall

Seeing beyond and through all

See my thought and dream

Judgement you pass, I scream

It echos inside, on and on

The glass wall cracks, now gone

Outside I see vacant eyes

As inside part of me dies

Yet- I am a glass wall

Do not touch me, I fall

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Sarah Spookychild

I am a writing fanatic. While writing one story, my brain comes up with another. I wrote before marriage, but my ex-husband smashed my computer. I stopped writing for eight years. I am a single mom. I have PTSD, Anxiety, and Depression.

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