Open Poetry #42 |
The Beginning of a New Life. |
xTr3m3sT Member
since 2008-03-03
Posts 415 |
I'm looking around with terrified eyes, If my eyes could talk, they would be telling me lies, I can see but I am blind, What I see is a hallucination, All of this corruption of the mind, Is causing me complications. I can't be in my room without a spirit communicating with me, But I enjoy it now, I'm letting my abilities free. Cause' I can't hide from them forever, They will be with me here, I will put myself together, And I will have no fear. So I'm finally going to put the blade down and begin a new life, No longer cutting my flesh with this unforgiving knife, For I am stronger then these voices, They will not lead me to destruction, I have the will power to make my own choices, And I will begin my resurrection. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
And I wish you lots of luck - sincerely. Cutting is not an answer or solution. I think that writing is. I think it helps give you clarity of thought and it reaches out to other people. If you can't talk stuff out - share your poetry. Maybe you are hearing ... blah, blah, blah ... come out of my mouth, but let the blah's sink into some advice that maybe you can use. Watch 'Little Miss Sunshine' - watch the teenage boy in it. I think you'll identify with him. A |
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Larrysmom Senior Member
since 2008-04-03
Posts 533Florida, USA |
I love this! It is courage and hope and written with determination that will last… but even so an occasional ear is always near… Beautiful… Tammy<333 |
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Seoulair Senior Member
since 2008-03-27
Posts 807Seoul S.Korea |
wonderful voice.love the read. |
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