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Tale of Life, Love, Pain, and Back
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Tale of Life, Love, Pain, and Back |
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Dr Gonzo Junior Member
since 2002-11-21
Posts 26 |
How long has it been now. Almost a year I believe Almost a year since we held hands under the winter sky for the very first time. We were sitting up high somewhere beyond the clouds, Stealing kisses from the wind and giving them to each other My greatest Christmas present ever, wrapped up in the bow that was my arms. The fire burned hot inside of me then Passion and I were on a first name basis back then We would joust and parry with mortality Only to have our eyes gouged out And hearts pierced with the knife of reality Faith was something I possessed in those times I had faith that life was always that great But of course I was wrong I felt invincible, on top of the world And your lips were the holy grail Inside of you was the essence of life My, did I get drunk off it Your smell, your touch, your presence Pure ambrosia No need for several lifetimes I experienced eons of bliss with our moments, Our dot on the timeline. I recall spitting on those who were depressed It didn’t seem logical at the time Made no sense to me You transformed me from lacking confidence to having an abundance I became rather cocky and only you could put me in my place No other opinions mattered to me Just yours That confidence is merely a shadow that torments me Your light is the light that reveals all I used to see you behind me in my reflections Now I’m invisible I’ve seemed to have swallowed the mirror My heart reflects its darkness outward And my tears bleed All of these feelings, memories, recollections, come back to me when my eyes cross your picture or someone mentions your name….I wonder what you are doing and if everything is going good for you. I’d ask you but I lack the courage. My fear won’t allow me the badge. So I patrol these lonely streets Ignoring pain Isolating myself so that I may never suffer again Funny how I only remember the good times? The bad just never seems bad enough For me not to run back to you If you were a willing receiver But I realize our time is over I can no longer afford such happiness My credit limit is limited And I’ve bounced my last few checks So I must carry on Head down that road Play the blues and sing my misery away My guitar is well tuned And on my feet are steel-toed boots Teary rain resistant and soulless I greet the new day with zero regret |
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angelfriend Member
since 2003-01-11
Posts 52Michigan USA |
Really enjoyed it. Very vivid images. I feel like I have had a glimpse into your heart and all your feelings have been laid out on the table for all to see. Thanks for sharing. |
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MattGarcia Junior Member
since 2003-01-04
Posts 19Texas, USA |
i probly sound like a broken record, but this too reminds me of my own experiences with love, and that is a painful time he is talking about. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
can't do much else but greet the new day, and have a good attitude about it, huh? Good write, I enjoyed the story. |
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