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tac Junior Member
since 2000-06-10
Posts 28New Jersey |
Beaten Down by Me Where I am no one may go lest they be swallowed by the darkness I search for love, honesty and understanding all I find is pain, lies, bitterness and rage I feel the emptyness inside how can I remove this pain I feel I live in an emotional black hole sucking me in, deeper and deeper destroying all there is around me I long to cry, but can no longer feel no one can reach me The pain within is overwhelming how much longer must I endure I scream can anybody hear my cry So many people in my travels I live my life alone giving up... can't go on like this much longer... I'm putting up the walls...never coming out I'm beaten down |
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Jeremiah Johnson Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 1223Brooksville, Fl, U.S |
i feel this so much i've been destroyed by the same people i thought were my friends and now i'm in my own little world all alone and it bites. loved your poem and hope to see more from you real soon. I'm a dying romantic and when i can no longer write i can no longer live -Jeremiah Johnson- |
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kitkat Senior Member
since 2000-01-11
Posts 878Nova Scotia |
Gee Tac, This is so sad. Try not to build that wall to high. There is someone out there and someday that person my pass on by cause they cannot see you inside that wall. -------------- You got to get up every morning with a smile on your face and show the world all the love in your heart Then people are gonna treat you better You're gonna find, yes you will That your beautiful as you feel.~~~ Carol King |
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taramw Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 738 |
This is a very deep poem indeed... hmm.. sometimes you know all these people but nobody seems to really hear what you are saying... you are always left alone. I liked this poem very much  |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Hey Tac, down but not out, ok? I feel so much pain here, but you are not alone. Never alone, because we are here, and someday someone will be there for you in person. Its just timing. Now is a bad time, tomorrow could be the best..but you have to be available to let the good come in. I'm rambling here, but I hate to hear that hopeless voice. I have been there, and intermittently late at night I am still there. But I KNOW somewhere, somehow, it will change again, it always does. Take care. Catalinamoon |
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LuckyinLove Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 57Australia |
I believe that even with our walls up there is always going to be someone out there who can break them down, let just hope its worth it cause Im tired of building. Sometimes I think I was born with walls. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
It must be the biggest hole in calcutta, I've been there. climbed out. you can to. love you kid. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Dark_kisses_Within Senior Member
since 2000-03-21
Posts 680Kansas |
NO!! Dont put up that wall!! Trust me on this. Once that wall is there it is a struggle to break down. Sometimes the wall can be protective yet it scares the people that love you away! Deal with life a step at a time, baby steps so to speak. You can do it!! Peace |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
tac, this poem is so terribly sad. I hope you are ok! don't forget that you can always email me! Lotharingia "For God's sake, he's a poet. Poets are meant to feel miserable. Otherwise, what the hell are they here for? What are they going to write about?" Tom Holland |
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Jamie Member Elite
since 2000-06-26
Posts 3168Blue Heaven |
I live in an emotional black hole sucking me in, deeper and deeper destroying all there is around me I long to cry, but can no longer feel no one can reach me...... Others have gone before, and more shall surely follow..here is an excerpt from one of mine.... Once again the sun has risen, yet I am comforted not by it's offer of abundant warmth. Frozen within this cloak of suffocating darkness I find myself once more.The ever so brief glimmer of hope, which was so cruelly and tantalizingly held before me drowned, like all those before. The cold winds of winter despair, descend upon the spring of my renewal, stripping away my happiness, leaving me raw and bleeding, broken, naked, humiliated and hopelessly destroyed. From within the tortured remains of my heart are squeezed the last drops of hope, their taste immediately familiar, as in the form of tears they pause upon my lips, before continuing their journey slowly down my face. ....as you can see, We say it in different ways, but share much the same pains...hang in there. The poem conveys the heaviness of your heart well. Tu ne cede malis, sed contra audentior ito. - Virgil. "Yield thou not to adversity, but press on the more bravely". |
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