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Dark Enchantress
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0 posted 07-24-2001 11:06 PM       View Profile for Dark Enchantress   Email Dark Enchantress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Dark Enchantress's Home Page   View IP for Dark Enchantress

Hi everyone! This is really a poem, but I wanted to post it here because I was hoping for some advice. Or just opinions about the situation or my frame of mind. Whatever you want. The poem isn't really any good, but it says what I want it to I guess. So here goes...

I lie in a cold room
on a messy floor
Covered in clothes and papers
and I can't help but think
that more and more
      everyday
I'm slipping even farther
into those material things
The things that symbolize who I am
but I never was at all
and I wish I knew
Who it is that's inside me now
She weeps for mourning
She weeps for night
Every time I breathe
I feel her sigh
and I wish I knew
   how to let her free
   or what
her name is
In quiet voices she speaks to me
telling me it's closer
  than it all seems
but I feel like an orphan
left out in the cold -
I don't know who I am
I don't know who she is
She is me, but what is that?
And more and more
   as the days move along
I can feel deep in my bones
         her crying



Be kind, be true, be bold, be you.

Freedom comes when you learn to live unafraid.

[This message has been edited by Dark Enchantress (edited 07-24-2001).]

xEmperorEmber
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since 03-28-2000
Posts 140
tx


1 posted 07-26-2001 05:13 PM       View Profile for xEmperorEmber   Email xEmperorEmber   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit xEmperorEmber's Home Page   View IP for xEmperorEmber

I really enjoyed this. I always feel like the material world is eating me up and everyday i fall a little bit further from the person i was before, and it doesnt ease my suffering any... ironic how the world, with all of our vast breakthroughs... all it can manage to do is strip you of your identity, PRAY TO GOD.
Dark Enchantress
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2 posted 07-26-2001 05:18 PM       View Profile for Dark Enchantress   Email Dark Enchantress   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Dark Enchantress's Home Page   View IP for Dark Enchantress

lol@PRAY TO GOD

Amen, brother! Haha... anywho...

Thanks Paul  

Be kind, be true, be bold, be you.

Freedom comes when you learn to live unafraid.

 
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