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Tramp Poet Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 754Could Be Anywhere... 
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Naturally Null Re-visited null land today barely able to type, holding on can not speak, again. It’s like my world simply caves in on itself leaves me prisoner, caught. My body is functioning i can drive it like a car odd, how that works...eh? Most frustrating thing, inside they’re having a party but outside is stoic, clouded. Seems my head is caved in emptiness smothered, buried can not connect with voice. Oddest sensation, this dying world turns without a pause people laugh, walk on by. The Mrs. is trying to chat seems she has been trying all day i look at her in confusion. She thinks i am angry doesn’t realize, i am locked captive of forced silence. I know this too, will pass as always it has before once welcomed, now tolerated. Funny i always thought it was the drugs a dozen, more or less, years put away ...re-visited null land today. the artist once upon... |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
This is a poem to think on. There are those I know, who draw into themselves sometimes. Hope it passes soon. Joyce |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
This must be so difficult for you! Also very lonely. Hope the mood passes soon. It doesn't keep you from writing expressive poetry and that's a blessing! Betty Lou Hebert |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
The curse of the creative mind, I think. I hope you ascend to the mountain top soon. That abyss is the pits... |
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