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Creative Writing, Prose, Writing

The Walls


Wall..

Wall.. (Photo credit: Niels Linneberg)

The Walls surrounding me from all directions,
dumb borders that confines my life into nothing;

a false softness
sweet words of pink chewing gum
… bubbling…
sticks to my soul
a stone that hones itself into my flesh

step by step
breath by breath
hour after hour
– the minutes are passing by as we speak!

while I´m crossing streets of pain
from anger into weeping
and from weeping to non-speaking

Silence.

You just wait… just wait…
…till I break.

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About Magdalena Wiklund

Leg. biomedicinsk analytiker och maker. Arbetar med transfusionsmedicin till vardags, forskar på antibiotikaresistens på fritiden. Jag skapade Sveriges största site för biomedicinska analytiker därför att detta verkligen är ett fantastiskt yrke som jag hoppas att fler ska intressera sig för.

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2 thoughts on “The Walls

  1. What a compelling piece. You write from your soul and it shows in all your scribe. I am very impressed. Your words rocked me and I was very delighted and captured till the end.

    Posted by Vincent Moore | March 18, 2012, 12:20 am
    • Dear Vincent Moore,
      Thanks You, Thank You, Thank You, for your warm and kind feedback. I´m doing my best to become a good writer, and times like this – when a great writer gives me the feedback you just gave me – it really feels as if I´m on my way. What a boost you just gave me!
      Thanks again,
      Maggie

      Posted by Magdalena Wiklund | March 18, 2012, 12:29 am

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