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inspirational_insights
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since 2006-09-10

Posts 7
Buffalo,NY

0 posted 2006-09-10 08:52 PM

Last night I cried, and I dont know why.
It was about nothing and everything.
Of what couldve been and shouldve been.
Or could still be yet again.
Then theres all my sins.
I wouldnt even know where to begin.
My talents unfulfilled,
or a life that shouldve lived.

Someone once loved me most.
I shouldve loved them more.
I once loved someone most;
but I didnt fight in his war.
My greatest love I ignore.
So many things I wanted to do.
My mind is racing; but my body cant move.
I got this brain I dont know how to use.
Im so afraid to try
because Im so afraid to lose.
I still dont know what path I have to choose.

Last night I cried. I dont want to admit why.
Perhaps Ill lie
or close my eyes and hope to die.
But that never works.
This pain is the worst .
Walking through fire wouldnt even hurt.
And here I am I curse and spit
Yell Jesus Christ and GOD d*** it.
Weeping like a little kid.
I let go of the bird in one hand
to try and catch the one thats flying;
and missed.

Last night I cried, and I know why.
Because I cant look in the mirror;
Cant escape, cant run and hide.
Took a big bite and cant swallow my pride.
Made all the wrong turns on this path of mine.
And I dont know how to find my way home.
I need to fly.
Do what I love and love what I do.
There is no joy in life
if theres no joy in you.
I look over my shoulder; theres no one there.
Im a grown woman, half scared.
Of what?
to dare!
What I need is a friend.
So I look to my pen.
Maybe its best I pretend.
last night never happened.

iliana
Member Patricius

since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA

1 posted 2006-09-11 01:48 AM

A place so many of us have been at one time or another in our lives. The poem moves very well and you express yourself well. Hang in there. Things get better....just takes time....and one of your talents is writing....and you are using it now.

aziza
Member Elite

since 2006-07-09

Posts 2995
Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy!

2 posted 2006-09-12 11:00 AM

Welcome.

I wish I could say that I didn't understand your poem. But, I can.

I think it reads well, especially out loud. The emotion just kind of swells in it.

Thank you for sharing.
aziza

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