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A Dark Little Ditty
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A Dark Little Ditty |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Sitting in the darkness of my heart, lies a chest of dreams unfulfilled. I think of all that I should have been and only see what I've made. I don't dream anymore, not nightmares nor daydreams Not dreams of love or lust. Blankness is my only comfort it seems, That and a lack of trust. Recently my cold withered heart, began to warm Causing panic, filling me with dread I felt within a rising storm I was sure I'd soon be dead. I heard a little voice from deep inside my chest Come crawling up to lodge inside my brain, "You've dwelled on pain forgetting the rest it's time you learned to laugh again." Just great, from misery to madness I have to be going crazy My heart lurched once with sadness And that's the end for me. Cold reason reasserts itself, I laugh at how I am absurd I find that I have lost myself Without missing a single word. The little voice says it's time to rest To say goodbye to the night. Perchance today I'll dream at last And awaken to the light. ------------------ Patience is a virtue, but virtue has never been one of my redeeming qualities. |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
i have some 'dark little dittys' in my collection as well...somedays are like that! |
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Moonlight Member
since 1999-06-25
Posts 105Auburn, Alabama USA |
I like this one! Dark, but not morbid or anything...its different from the other stuff you've posted so far, its got a different feel. Keep it up!  ~m~ |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Thank you both for your replies. Moonlight, this was my first attempt at something lighter in tone. I'm grateful that you like it. |
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