The Glass Ceiling

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by TreeFiddy, Feb 4, 2006.

  1. TreeFiddy

    TreeFiddy Member

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    The Glass Ceiling


    ----------Clear as day
    ----------Can be hard to find
    ----------Without passing it by
    ----------and getting stuck in mud.


    Little glass ornament forgotten December 26th
    The Christmas tree fell, shattered it straight through.
    Rolling out of the house and into the grass
    It fell over my eyes and made me watch from afar.

    By now I’ve lost all feeling in my heart for this.
    The small hole in the ceiling keeps emanating voices, it’s sinister.
    I damn all below, I damn all around!
    My senses focus through this charming gateway of desire
    To which I rush home from work everyday
    So that I may raise myself close again to my addiction,
    To my indulgence, to my fourth necessity, to my Common Western Way.
    I’ve become a panicking man falling backwards in the gaseous sky,
    the salmon backdrop that shows no pity towards its children.


    ----------Clear as day
    ----------Can be rough defined
    ----------When you need something to hang on to
    ----------But your hand can't reach through the wall.
    ----------The last ceiling between me and the world
    ----------The glass ceiling between me and my aspiration.
     
  2. Miss Nina

    Miss Nina Member

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    very deep, i commend u! I can relate too ;)
     
  3. TreeFiddy

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    haha, thanks! i'm sure a lot of people can relate to this desire in one way or another...
     

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