Passions in Prose |
A letter |
MindBodySoul Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 196NJ |
After the anger comes a great sadness that is overhwelming all in itself.A sadness that comes from realizing how insignificant you really are to others.Sometimes I feel extremely detached from everything around me and before you came around there was no one else I could lean on other than myself. My kids are all I really have that I can call mine.They are the only thing that I know to bereal and true and pure.. You baby is the other side of me, I never really shared with anyone.People around me think that they know who I am... but sadly you know me better than they...the complexity of my being has been sort of a curse... which has always made me a loner,and yet I find myself so increadibly needy of you at times...Unlike anthing I have ever felt with anyone. So strange, that in such little time, I have allowed you access to everything that I am, all that means everything.How vulnerable I am with you.Yet I grow colder every day, more distant, non-caring, no longer sympathetic.It scares me baby... I've never flet this before, and I didn't want to reach this point...but I have.My walls are now in full force defense... Jen--->MindBodySoul |
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the_girl_next_door Senior Member
since 2006-02-26
Posts 591USA |
I liked this.. not the greatest thing but better than most of my prose.. I really like the fact that you told your feelings to the exact detail but I feel like this would be so much better if you added words to make imagery for the reader.. but it's hard to do in a piece like this sometimes.. I really enjoyed this.. i can relate in some ways... welcome to pip!! ~heather Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes. |
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