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DreamEvil
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since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

0 posted 1999-06-30 03:37 AM

Upon fields of death, twixt rivers of blood, I have lain. Around me lie friends, by my will slain.
My sight is bedazzled, a glass cocoon filters my eyes. Prismatic light fills my world, blocking all cries.
By word and deed, I push society from my sight. My emotions bleed, I crave my former might.
Before this affliction of feeling, I was content, albeit cold-hearted, but these emotions take even the saving grace of being martyred.
A child's smile, courtesy rendered, a woman's love, and acceptance tendered, caused my emotions to bloom. This, which is a gift of childhood, given as an adult, has sealed my doom.
I cannot deal with emotions, mine or others', so I rebuild my cenotaph, my glass cocoon. Within my fantasy face and heart of ice, I am defended, returned to the womb.
One day perhaps I shall break the cocoon. What I will be then, I do not know, but I will begin again.

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Patience is a virtue, but virtue has never been one of my redeeming qualities.

Christina Myers
Member

since 1999-06-21

Posts 159

1 posted 1999-06-30 08:29 AM

I like this. A lot.

Bravo.

-C

[This message has been edited by Christina Myers (edited 06-30-99).]

Genea
Member

since 1999-06-15

Posts 321
USA

2 posted 1999-06-30 08:58 AM

I like the hope at the end of beginning again.

DreamEvil
Member Elite

since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

3 posted 1999-06-30 10:25 PM

Thank you both!! I was a little leery of posting such a dark piece, but they have been well received. Again, thank you.

chris
Junior Member

since 1999-06-23

Posts 29
rowlett, texas, usa

4 posted 1999-06-30 10:54 PM

thank you for your response to civil war, reading this, you truly see it every day. i grew up that way by choice... but had to fight my way out ... never give in ... and fight to the end ...
the darkest poems are the truest emotions, thank you for sharing.

DreamEvil
Member Elite

since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

5 posted 1999-07-01 02:08 AM

A word of Truth from a fellow child of the Dark, I thank you again,sir.

one voice
Junior Member

since 1999-06-29

Posts 38
Billings, MT USA

6 posted 1999-07-01 06:26 AM

DreamEvil, you have formed tears in my eyes... How wonderfully expressive... It is truly beautiful. Isn't it odd to think what would happen to our writing if somehow someone could take away our pain? It's a tragic sacrifice...isn't it? Beautiful writing for wretched pain.

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~one voice~

***For myself I Live,
Live intensely and am fed by life,
and my value, whatever it be, is in my own kind of expression
of that. -Henry James

DreamEvil
Member Elite

since 1999-06-22

Posts 2396

7 posted 1999-07-01 06:36 AM

You are right. Pain and suffering make us who we are. Without it, we would be lost.

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