The Tangled Wood by Alealonna
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Okay, This is still in the graveyard. I liked how the trees looked so I took a few different shots of them. I liked this one the best and decided to post it. As for my poem, well I was having trouble with the very end of it, and gaind help from Seth. So I am giving him credit for this as well as a chocolate chip cookie. Haha.
Lost within the tangled wood
Knowing no one understood
No one will be looking for you
Even though you think it not true
Wishing you had strength to move
And that you didn’t have to prove
That you weren’t so very helpless
Even though you are so hopeless
As skies begin to darken gray
And your last strength begins to fade
You listen to the foreign sounds
And know that they are coming now
To kill you as you fall asleep
You struggle but you cannot keep
Underneath the great aurora
In your world of paranoia
Tell me if you can figure out what the poem is about.
Thank you for all of your comments. I truly appreciate them.
Comments (6)
jccj56
Awesome Scene!!
Faemike55
The tangeld wood are the multitude of thoughts that try to get your attention they are overwhelming the mind to the point that they preclude everything else and you feel that no one else can understand what you are going through. Actually, it's like schizophrenia & bi-polar. And in case you're wondering, I've leved with both types. Makes for an interesting relationship dynamics Me, I'm just clinically depressed.
barryjeffer
this is a great shot jess... and thanks for the cookie, love it with whipped cream. I think Mike makes a good point, except he described me to a tee.. even my clinical problems (he missed my PTSD). But, LOL, my first thought was a mushroom.... guess that also describes me well too. glad I could help, albeit in a very small way. fav seth
icerian
Trees are our model how to live. I like this capture.
vaggabondd
This is very good work my friend. I don't know if this is it or not but it does describe how I feel sometimes. Sometimes it seems like there is no way up and now way out and that nobody even cares. Sometimes it sure seems like there is no end in site no silver lining, but adventually everything comes around. Very nice stuff my friend. Am I close?
Demented_She-Penguin
I like this a lot. I don't know if you have read Luis Carroll's poem The Jabberwocky, but this is what I imagined the Tulgey Wood forest to look like. As for your poem, the way I see it is trapped in you own dark thoughts and thinking that you are so lost in your darkened ways that no one can save, or even wants to save you. You cant even save you from your self. That's just the way I see it though. I don't always see the really meaning behind things, I just see what my mind likes to twist things into.