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Powerless Today |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Powerless Today The warmth today, from inside out Still feverish, comes roundabout Not sure just what it is, the cause Just tired, so very, it makes me pause And think of all the past few months His hurting words, his careless stunts And all the rest that's happened since The steps I take, keep leaving prints Not ones I like, not good enough Not sure the foot, made more than tough If only's work their worming ways Entering my brain, to daze I ask myself, am I depressed Should I just lounge or get redressed Should I get out and take a walk Inside this brain, I trade in talk One part of me, cheerleads me on The other part feels life's past, gone The battle eases into sleep So very tired, I slide in, deep Each time to wake, each time in tears Not knowing what or why the fears Just knowing that inside, I die Each day, when waking, from this, his lie. "Time will heal", I hear it all Words sent yet, inside I call For help from He, but none has come So here I sit, once more just numb.... Is friendship good, when e'er he nears Am I like mother, or sister, dear Is it okay to accept that name From wife to that, am I to blame Allowing him to think of me To share his new thoughts, deep of she Understand, I don't think so Losing power, my force is slow As tissues pile, this day alone I disconnect, this saddened drone And leave behind these words of less I sigh, but why, to breathe, I guess......... ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (edited 02-02-2001).] |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
You sound Powerful to me! "I walked beside the evening sea And dreamed a dream that could not be." George William Curtis |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Thank you Kathleen, if only I could feel it now *s huggzzzzz ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Wynter, "Time will heal", I hear it all Words sent yet, inside I call For help from He, but none has come So here I sit, once more just numb.... Help will come from He, keep believing and it will happen. BC |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh Wynter, this is so sad and so lonely and so exactly like I feel most days. "Each time to wake, each time in tears Not knowing what or why the fears Just knowing that inside, I die Each day, when waking, from this, his lie" All of it was very good, that stanza especially, to me. Fantastic poem. Cheer up, you know someday there is bound to be some happiness for us. There HAS to be.. Take care. Luv, Sandra |
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