Dark Poetry #1 |
Wasted |
dhuron Member
since 2000-03-19
Posts 476 |
Unnoticed by everyone Trapped in my Miserable existence Invisible Tears running down my face, Red Tears Tears from the bleeding Soul, Staining my face Passed by as I was just waste on the sidewalk, Just disposable waste Cold and Empty Stares Piercing my Body, and Petrifying My Soul like the wicked Medusa Shattering My Soul is gone As I am taken away Into the Shadowy Depths |
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Hope, tears, and renewal Member
since 2000-03-27
Posts 74 |
We all visit the "shadowy depths" sometimes, dhuron. I just hope you can pull yourself out. Awesome writing, looking forward to more. |
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Broken Wings Member
since 2000-03-18
Posts 157Miami, FL. |
This is very deep and painful...i too often feel this way, but i figure you gotta love and care for yourself....lift yourself out of the darkness, cuz if we sit there and wait for a hand we might go too deep for anyone to reach us. **HUG** take care Broken Wings "As you learn and grow, you will realize the greater the pain, the greater the growth." -IYANLA VANZANT |
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Aiden Kelly Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 148Ft. Wayne, IN USA |
WOW!!! you're on a role! this is awesome poetry! feeling invisible, feeling like trash, disposable...wow! you convey these emotions so well. love the words -- 'Red Tears' and 'Petrifying My Soul'...wow! |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Wow - powerful poem, dhuron. I can relate completely to this poem in full. Love the Medusa referance,t oo. Michael |
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