Dark Poetry #4 |
Shattered |
PainBaneChaos Member
since 2003-10-17
Posts 150The point of no return |
It's not the letting go that hurts, it's the holding on. Clinging to fruitless aspirations, hopeless dreams. Waiting for them to fall apart. Gripping sharp edges with frail fingers. White-knuckled and bloody. Your fingernails bending one by one. Gritting your teeth stubbornly, not willing to fall after you've held for so long. Then comes the day when they stomp on your hands, grind them into the glass. Pry your fingers from the edge while you scream in pain. Until that ledge shatters. [This message has been edited by PainBaneChaos (09-03-2004 07:24 PM).] |
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click1 Member
since 2003-03-25
Posts 152usa |
"gripping sharp edges with frail fingers" WOW! Well put... Click |
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Star T Member
since 2002-07-12
Posts 182Philadelphia, US |
that was well detailed and very well written.great piece of work. Jesus died that you might live...accept that and u shall be saved. |
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kissa~rachelle Senior Member
since 2003-11-27
Posts 988nowhere special |
I loved it. "Its not the letting go that hurts, it is the holding on" I dont think i have read anything i agree with more than this. Very amazing write. Karissa I want a relationship i can finally sink my teeth into.~ Alexander Sterling |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
The pause between the first line and the rest of your poem was very, very well effective! And "then comes the day when they stomp on your hands"...INDEED! Great write! "So give life to your dreams, for there lies your survival, and cast your heart beyond those faded scenes, and I'll bring you through the storm |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
this is amazing, I don't even think you need the last line. |
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