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Midnight Madness |
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CSKpoet Senior Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 845Island in Paradise 
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Loathing the darkness of a moonless night My thoughts become my enemy mocking me with sinister words of doubt Ripping my heart into fragmented pieces that even God can't repair. The sounds of night shouting with angry animosities and vulgar insinuations. How achingly alone... does it feel to lie awake for hours staring, yet not seeing, awake, yet.... In a dream as it were... Rushing me to the precipice to cruelly throw me to the ravenous lions. My heart beating a tattoo into my chest... O' Where are you 'Good Knight'? Come now.. Pull me out of this mire and rescue me from myself. Poetry is: |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MizKoKo~ Very different from you ...  Most enjoyable to linger in your 'midnight madness' Love n' hugs~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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MidnightSon Member
since 2002-05-15
Posts 312between the gutter & the stars |
it takes guts to ask for help in this kind of darkness... admirable guts  good read here. it's our struggle for identity that leaves us all unknown |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
A wallow can be good now and again. Deliciously."I fall into your arms." |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Wow. Another soul haunted in the hours of darkness. Great write. There are a million messages, |
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