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Eternity

Contributed by Davinah on Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 04:01:23 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



I could bleed to death from this pain.
Sometimes I think that I will.
Or I could drown in the sea of my loneliness.
A vast open sea with no blue horizon.
It’s so quiet in my room at night;
So quiet that I can hear my own sad thoughts,
whispering with cracked voices.
And those flashbacks from the bad old days attack me from behind.
Never right in the face but always sneaking up on me
for a good blow in the back of the head.
Another minute passes and it seems like eternity.
I spend eternity in my room each night, waiting for the blood to flow.
Could I go to sleep and never wake up?
Just close my eyes in this world and open them in the next.
Death holds no glory and no dignity.
But I do not value this life either.
To escape from the damage and the wreckage
and leave them to clean up the mess I left behind.
I made too much trouble of my own.
It will take eternity to erase this evil karma.
As all these thoughts pass me by
and I think of something else instead,
I’m still waiting for the blood to flow.







Copyright © Davinah ... [ 2006-02-28 04:01:23]
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Re: Eternity (User Rating: 1 )
by thesinner on Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 06:30:04 AM AEST
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beautiful. i can so relate


Re: Eternity (User Rating: 1 )
by Shmokin on Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 06:30:39 AM AEST
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Very moving piece, deep dark and sad, good flow, good imagery thanx for sharing :-)


Re: Eternity (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 10:43:38 AM AEST
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It was like I was right there with you. A heartfelt beautiful write. With the rain will come the sun and it will come. Stay strong.

Michelle




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