A Perfect Circle of Evolution

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Third Libra
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since 2003-08-10

Posts 125
South Carolina

0 posted 2003-09-17 06:49 AM

I cannot but help feel, to realize, I'm missing something.
Slowly I can feel a hole growing larger, feeding upon my emptiness.
It grows continually like a fungas, or residue, annoyingly.
But it's faint...
Just enough to trickle the skin, to moisten my brain.
But I know it will eventually become bigger, and bigger than me.
It will soon eat me alive, until it is full.
Even then, as I am gone, after my lungs have been filled with water and my last gape of air has diminished,
it will continue to grow,
feeding on everyone around me.
People who I've attempted, tried, to love.
People from an ero of where I made the decision to love
and maybe, maybe not, had it returned back to me.
...nevertheless it was all fake...
So as the red angels drip onto the floor,
all I know, to be from the kiss of the blade and my veins.
Still I can't stop thinking that I ******* hate drowning,
even though this pain has been masked by my usual idea of pleasure.
....nevertheless it is all fake...
So I swim in the void,
head floating above the pillars of wasted emotions,
and I drink in blind, gray apathy to further hasten my evolution.
But still doubt beats away, bashing against my head,
creating a perfect circle for emotional and physical pain
to eat away my strength, will, life.
Slowly I sink into the quick sand, head just below the surface.

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

green_itchy_stuff
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since 2003-06-26

Posts 1929
New Caney, Tx

1 posted 2003-09-18 12:57 PM

nice write.

River
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since 2003-09-16

Posts 627
my own little world

2 posted 2003-09-26 07:51 PM

mmmm...very dark, almost creepy, i'm addicted to this poem, i'm gonna read it again!!! i love your metaphors. great JoB! =)

"The Red, it filters through" - Chevelle

Mad_Hatter
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since 2003-06-29

Posts 393
Canada

3 posted 2003-09-27 04:57 PM

This poem is really sad to me, but very beautifully dark at the same time.

"So as the red angels drip onto the floor,
all I know, to be from the kiss of the blade and my veins."

Those lines are amazing...thank you for this wonderful write.

mysticpoe
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since 2003-02-28

Posts 883

4 posted 2003-09-27 09:47 PM

so as the red angels drip onto the floor. I kept going back to this line. This is deeper than deep. All poems are never 100% of what they are intended to be, and with this line you were being brought some where. Especially at the middle of the write. Made me think a lot. Real nice.

mysticpoe

If nothing is something
then everything is
our thoughts and feelings
and all that exists.

Third Libra
Member

since 2003-08-10

Posts 125
South Carolina

5 posted 2003-10-04 04:25 PM

Thanks you all. I've been having a tuff time writing lately. I'm glad, still, it's worth something.

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

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