Author's Note: This is a poem that I wrote because this week we had to write a creative piece. In this piece, the narrator is insane and therefore not trustworthy. The narrator is talking in circles and never really gets to a specific point other than sanity is like glass which would also be able to be found if you only read the first two lines of the poem.
Sanity
A fragile glass
Waiting to be broken
And when it has broken
The shattered pieces tear us apart
Our hopes and dreams
are crushed by sanity
But insanity is nothing but
broken glass
A clawed hand reaching up and stealing
your memories
Your thoughts crumble into
nothingness
Clouded with delusion
Until nothing makes sense
Because sanity can be broken,
but insanity can’t be cured
I like the circling pattern of the piece and the last two lines. Sometimes when you break something, it can't be fixed. It's message was very real.
ReplyDeleteI like this piece because the message is clear yet it lets you think of it in your own way. I may see it differently than you may see it or Melody sees it. I really like that.
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