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inhersilentway New Member
since 2003-03-06
Posts 6fl, us |
here i am again, sitting in this same dark room with fingertips flying on a friday night sitting here wishing i wasnt; staring at a screen and cursing under my breath, flinging words around the walls of my mind like a frenzied baker my life is the stuff you never read about, the stuff people write and then furtively tuck away under mattresses under years of dusty grudges i never asked to be born here, to be wedged so tightly between walls of loneliness and suffocation in a room that shrinks with every breath i take, every word i say... i couldn't explain why i stay in a thousand words; perhaps in one (lost); i cant find my way home, the door at the end of the hall that keeps growing every time i pray... finding solace in symmetry, i walk circles, figure-eights, pretty magic in my footsteps to pass the yearning days... and all at once, i dream awake and scream away the night and step out of the circle to find the walls fast approaching... sitting, i collect my thoughts and let the words that hang like angry fruit from the branches of my disease fall rotten to the floor: i wasnt hungry anyhow. |
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fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Heh, sounds a bit like what happenes when I try to write. I really like this piece. 2+2=5 for sufficiently large values of 2 |
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quatro Member
since 2003-04-29
Posts 392Galveston, Texas |
I like your use of words here...how very discriptive they are. Enjoyed this. quatro |
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