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Proof of Life
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Proof of Life |
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Grinch Member Elite
since 2005-12-31
Posts 2929Whoville |
My bed lies half-empty, much like my dreams, A symbol that life isn't all that it seems, That roses smell pretty but thorns draw blood Proving hard times come easy as good. Thin sheets of cotton can cling to the skin When nightmares drag memories rumbling in, Rubbing salt into wounds still refusing to heal Proving hard times are part of the deal. I've stared at the moon 'til the morning awoke, Walked high wire nerves through the fire and smoke Cursed the wind and his brother the sun, Proving hard times have only begun. This wall that my head bangs so stubbornly on Is a statue to hard times, to show that they won That my fingers slipped loose self-control Proving hard times can eat up your soul. I know hiding in shadows, the fear in the night The sorrow of losing a one-sided fight And a half-empty bed, full of being alone Proving hard times are all that I own. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Your form is impeccable... the theme feels forced, like beating out a dead flame. I may be sensitive to the fact that we tell ourselves the hardest untruths, it seems...and also forget that there is a new day on purpose... Healing to your sadness.  Don't stop until you are empty...the filling up is rather fun. |
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PEBBLES Member
since 2006-10-30
Posts 69South Australia, Australia |
I think I held my breath from the first letter till the last, just as well it was'nt any longer. Keep looking forward the veiw will get better. best wishes. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
*sigh* |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
Beautiful poem. Very good. But very sad. Why you choose to write this kind topic? |
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