Dark Poetry #1 |
Trudging Along |
SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Trudging Along~ Trudging through it all through life with you in this tiny space no air can't breathe scents overcome overbearing my everything restricting movement choices left decisions unmade forgotten light headed we sleep through time through it all tiny broken place broken bodies and souls altered minds with no air scents, inscents taking over taking me with you trudging along trying desperately to run to escape to escape it all to escape you. |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I know when I can't escape I run to my words, and there I find release. This was deep and thought provoking... Kathleen |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
I agree with I. R. writing has been a salvation for me. Run to that, your good. Joel. I howl a mornful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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