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Monday, May 2, 2011

Six Feet Deep.

I am a time capsule,
Holding in others secrets, holding in what's not mine.

I am memories, some wanted, others forgotten.
I sit, buried six feet under, waiting,
For someone to find me, and discover who I really am.
The things I cherish,
they mean more than I do.
They hold more stories than the next hundred years it will take to get to me.
I have no past, or a future.

2 comments:

  1. I REALLY love this! It really captures that feeling that no one understands you. I don't know if that's the effect you were looking for, but that's what I got out of the poem. It really portrays how one feels when they are putting hints out there for everyone to see and to invite them to get to know the real you and how depressed it makes you feel when no one bothers to dig deeper. From the first two lines, I get the feeling that you are also trying to say that the speaker is mabey burdened with others' secrets?
    I really loved this poem! Really REALLY loved it!

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  2. I really liked this. That is completely true a time capsule holds things near and dear to people but not to it. It has no memories of what it holds. My favorite line was the last one "I have no past, or a future" it is just an object with no thoughts so it will not have a past because it can't remember what happened and no future because it's a piece of metal with objects in it. The future it has is opening its which in reality isn't a future at all.

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