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Dream... Are you alive.
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Dream... Are you alive. |
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Abbeon Member
since 2006-11-30
Posts 228Curiousity, and wonder |
The shadows in the doorways the writing on the walls. The tears I cry laughing as they fall. The broken murmurs and whispers filtering to my ears. I see the pain the tragedy and what you left behind. I wonder was it to much? Could you no longer stand the world the pain the tears the anguish. When I saw you lying there cold as stone and stiff upon the floor… The blood we shared spilling out across the floor. I did not understand. Then they came to see the scream and wonder who she was, you were, I am. I cry and beg to you. You can not leave me here. You said you’ll always love how can you leave me this way? Tho I may love others you are my dearest love. You always be I. I clutch you dead cold body to my still beating heart and cry. I feel my life leavening, and the hollowness inside. My love has been carved out, my body an empty shell. I feel me soul slipping fast away. They try to take you away from me. I hold your body close your blood and my blood mixing on the floor. I wonder and ask why you left me. I scream at them to leave me and you where we are. I lay you back down on the floor. They back away I hear them call some one. I kneel beside your body, I pick up the knife… The woman screams … I stand up. I through the knife at the wall and release the scream inside. I grab a dish, the one you all ways hated, and throw it at them. They leave. I kneel beside you my fingers bleeding from the blade. I pause, I look, I close my eyes. They find me lying next to you holding your bloody hand. They pick me up and carry me away like a little doll. The days go by and you vist me as I lay awake. The steady beep of the machine that keeps my shell alive goes on. As I beg you to tell me why. The hollow hole that is your grave. I plant the loving rose… your favorite. And lay above your new bed. Your final resting place. The rain pours as my tears flow by. you now are a loving memory. I awake and rush to your side. As you comfort me and sooth, the way two sisters do. You brush away my tears. And in the morning I find the note I will always love you. We shall never be apart. Are love will always guide us. We will always be there for each other. As we were right from the very start. I grasp the paper to my heart as the hot tears begin to fall… The happiness inside me… It was only a dream. |
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Abbeon Member
since 2006-11-30
Posts 228Curiousity, and wonder |
I awoke and found my self to be crying. And the only thing I could do was write. So I wrote this. I was so afraid that it was real. So to all those who have lost a loved one I cried with you and for you. As well as to all those who cried when they read this… I send you a virtual tissue and a great big hug. Promise me you won't die!!! Loving hugs Abbeon *sniffles* |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
I grasp the paper to my heart as the hot tears begin to fall… The happiness inside me…~ awe wow I haven't seen you here for awhile missed your presence. very good poem. hunnie. ~fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me~ |
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silhouetted Senior Member
since 2004-01-30
Posts 537New Zealand |
aah thank god it was a dream!! writing in the middle of the night ALWAYS produces good work. keep it up as long as we laugh out loud, laugh like we're mad. because this crazy, mixed up beauty is all that we have. |
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Abbeon Member
since 2006-11-30
Posts 228Curiousity, and wonder |
Thanks for your replys I have written some poems but there not realy good yet. I was so happy it was a dream to. my family's really important to me. Thanks Abbeon |
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stormdancer Junior Member
since 2007-05-10
Posts 31state of confustion |
Nice to see a story poem. Pretty good I thought... |
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ladylisa Member
since 2007-04-29
Posts 342Florida USA |
Your writing was extremely deep, loved it. I have been to scenes like you are describing and they are very devistating, glad this was a dream. Will look to read more of your work. |
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moondogz Member
since 2007-05-01
Posts 397Great White North |
great poem..I love it when people really connect with their feelings like you did in this poem...thank you for blessing us with it. |
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blue face Member
since 2007-06-03
Posts 92 |
When I read this poem I was going to cry its a very good poem. |
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