Dark Poetry #1 |
Dark Days |
NamelessOne Member
since 2000-04-09
Posts 197Biloxi MS |
State of affairs too bad too sad i`m bored with the whole act feel like flying, getting rad deader than dead ends no hope in sight what happened to happiness why is life such a fight oblong days, nights on a short fuse i glance in the mirror i`m really not amused the toast was golden brown but the jelly was flat the taste has gone out of life and i don`t know how to get it back so i go it alone in this tragic play of sorts grabbing snatches of normal feelings but with an underlying note it`s a pain that i suspect will never go away can i ever trust again or love without fear what i used to take for granted more than life i hold dear how life tortures our hearts and stamps out our feelings i wonder how many survive its harsh cruel dealings i guess some have it better than others but i have a word of advice when everything is going great and you think it`s oh so nice that`s when you don`t see it coming and your perfect world is trashed so don`t take things for granted suck the marrow out of life enjoy your children, love your parents stand by your beloved`s side for me ,dark days when life should be so full i struggle to find meaning or some guiding pull to steer me clear and sail me on and keep me going |
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CocoBaci Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 3043 |
Quite moving are your words on screen as they echoed thru my mind how things can be. Thank you for sharing your poetry with me. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Namelessone, I think it's not that things are going right and or nice, but we close our eyes and pretend things are ok, and everything is fine. Then "boom!!!" and we try to fool our selves by saying what happened? This poem has heart I'll print it out to read again. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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a-alibaster Member
since 2000-01-08
Posts 392 |
I think your advice is wonderful as is your poem... Some times I think life going well is an illusion...one that always breaks to reveal what truly is... There is an alter ego which dwells in every soul... a-alibaster |
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