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Don't Take This From Me.
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Don't Take This From Me. |
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Damien Page Junior Member
since 2014-03-30
Posts 22 |
I'm transfixed on the mere illusion of your face... so how am I supposed to erase you from my memories? Like I'm supposed to paint over my mind with a brush of amnesia... I'm supposed to reach into myself and pull out what makes me whole. The idealistic hope of something that will never be. And yeah, maybe I'm foolish for believing in something that is impossible. But please don't take that hope away from me. Please. It's the only thing I have left. Everything else has been eradicated into the nothingness of the world. I can't get it back. I can't get any of it back. The love. The feelings. The happiness. All of that is gone. Forever. The only thing my spirit can hold onto and embrace is the glowing orb of hope that permeates a feeling from within myself. Resembling a sphere of fire. Glimmering. Shimmering in the dark like a lit candlestick. Once that hope disappears and I'm left with absolutely nothing... What will become of me? Will my body deteriorate in the wind like a statue of sand? Will I simply rot away and resemble a log in the rain? The only thing I have left is the thought of something better. Something... better... and even that thought is leaving me too. Like everything else.. Everybody is read on the inside, but sometimes the stories don't make sense until you open them up and look for yourself. Here's the knife. Cut open my chest. Read the names engraved onto my heart. Play the melody that my heart strings announce when they're touched. Feel the sadness I feel. Embrace the warm blood as it drips down your fingertips. A library is in my mind but every single page is blank. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
With this write you show that your feelings are not dead. No knife is needed to listen to your heart's melody. Hope has a wonderful sound. This is sad, but no one indeed should doubt that there is something better to reach for ... Good poem! Margherita  |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
I can't agree with the last line: you can't let it go and you have demonstrated here that you are no blank page. You express what many have felt, and will feel, in a most descriptive way, with a choice use of words and phrasing. |
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