Dark Poetry #2 |
There is nothing else anymore... |
Broken_Heart Member
since 2000-07-24
Posts 57Netherlands |
Feeling nothing My life has ended now I do not want to go on I wish to curl up And hide away forever To die alone in the cold I have no life I had only you I feel no love Nor do I feel hate I feel nothing Nothig anymore... Driven you me insane Tortured my soul With your chatter About your love Never ever considered My broken feelings The pain I have inside I have nothing anymore No reason to live I feel nothing Nothing anymore... I regret the day I fell in love For you have betrayed Our secret kiss Our pleasant tickle You have locked me out And doing the things Only we did to us Now I feel nothing Nothing anymore... Darkness upholds Light as much as Holiness downs the Evil within... |
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Ginners Member
since 2000-07-22
Posts 339Mullica Hill, New Jersey |
I have felt like this many times before and i find it hard to believe that no one else thought enough of it to reply. I really enjoyed this and I hope you are doing alright now. "There is no always forever-just this-R.Smith broken glass never cuts the way it should-Gin |
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Lynne Dale Member
since 2000-07-18
Posts 114Melbourne Victoria |
Good poem, sad and full of the emptyness that comes when shock takes over. Nice feeling to it. Be well. Kethry Kethry. When dark of night steals your soul. Think of me and be made whole. |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
I keep wanting to encourage you that things will get better, they really do. Still I feel sad for you pain, and again Im glad your are here writing at DP. Good job expressing your feelings!! Please take care of yourself!!! The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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kynder Senior Member
since 2000-04-11
Posts 537Tallahassee, Florida |
excellent, broken heart. simply excellent. you really describe what i am feeling, but unable to find words in it all. thank you for sharing such an intimate thing. kynder Sunshine can not bleach The snow, Nor time unmake what Poets know. Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
So sorry that you have to endure this pain. It is familiar I think to all of us, but it will get better with time. Strong poem. Take care Catalinamoon Practice can make anything perfect...even grief can become an art. Merrit Malloy |
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