Dark Poetry #4 |
dark hour |
click1 Member
since 2003-03-25
Posts 152usa |
Fullness of time, so fleeting, leaves it's scars, just the same. Where has the strength gone? I once counted on? Never believed, That I could feel, Nothing I can no longer, Trust My own Heart. Do Not pitty Me! I am contempt, of my faith. Never give myself, thinking the price. Now I pay, with icicles, in my chest. I can't go away, I can't go on, I can't stop. somebody! please, Understand! the future me.... Click |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
It sounds like your possibly in the process of finding a part of yourself that its a little uncomfortable to find. The whole poem has a feeling of falling to nothing or below nothing. If this is pure art, then nice piece, but if not then I'm sorry and there is hope if you look in the right places. -GIS He has made everything beautiful in its own time. -Ecclesiastes 3:11 |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Jason, I know this so well: Where has the strength gone? I once counted on? Never believed, That I could feel, Nothing I can no longer, Trust My own Heart. beautiful writing. |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
EveryOne Has Their Dark Hour, All That MAtters Is How You Deal With It, So Be Strong I Loved The Poem I'd Rather Be Hated For Who I Am Then Loved For What I'm Not~!~ |
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News_From_Nowhere Member
since 2002-06-14
Posts 173CU, NY |
This was a phenominal write! The way you structured and stretched to get the point across was awesome! And the first stanza most noteworthy! Great job! "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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