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Who am I?

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Alysia
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since 06-26-99
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american falls, idaho usa


0 posted 06-27-99 03:25 AM       View Profile for Alysia   Email Alysia   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alysia

*Why can't I excel into an unseen world of imagination? I find my life crazy and unruly. Life through my eyes is a plague of sadness that is never cured, not even by the mightiest of hands. Nature to me is the power of worlds unknown and the beauty of uncharted feelings. All that I have ever dreamt about has fallen onto sheets of thin paper as if I were some magician making them magically appear. My eyes blindfolded and no light seeps in through this dark tunnel that surrounds my body like an envelope. Somehow I find a small crevice that allows me to peek out into the world that is taken advantage of by all who inhabit it. No one surrounds this paper thin, yet concrete barrier. I am alone, inside and out. Those who play games for what seems minutes of my time out in that mystical world beyond my inner self soon leave and I am once again alone. Craving understanding and companionship, I call out and my meek voice is carried off by the musty wind. I am alone and yet there are so many people who live inside of me. My mother's voice, my father's stubbornness, my aunt's outgoing and bubbling sense of life. All of these play their own special role in the theatrical presentation of me. A question often asked, "Who am I?" I cannot answer that question for someone other than myself. The answer for myself is known, yet not understood. Perhaps I never will understand fully who I am, but I know that I am alone yet surrounded in every way that one could think or imagine. My thoughts drown me, my characteristics haunt me, and my feelings remind me of all that could be and all that was before I entered this dark envelope that has been sealed
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~ Alysia*
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ac
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since 06-17-99
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so deep and intense...you just pured out things i've felt myself sometimes...
Wolfgang
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And with all "that" shut inside of you, you'll make a great poet.
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