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Peace Be My Journey

Contributed by Arwen on Monday, 31st March 2003 @ 09:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

A feeling that never seems to want to go away
It latches on and never lets go...
Listlessness, this indescribable feeling
Of being deserted. Alone
Empty.
I don't understand it.
I can't even think of a good reason to be sad...
Yet nothing...makes me truly happy anymore.

That content-wih-life feeling visits sometimes...
But not often.
The 'lost' feeling however, is starting to get too familiar.
What am I searching for?!
How am I supposed to function like this?
Don't want these stupid pessimistic thoughts to rub off on others...
Guess I'll have to just stay away from them then...
Until it passes.

I'm surrounded by friends, people who mean the world to me
And yet...
I feel all alone.
Insubstantial, meaningless...like some insignificant, forgotten piece of rusted pipe in a junkyard.

All alone...I sit.
In my tortured world...waiting for the end.
I need some fascinating form of escape...
To help me forget.
I'm breaking up inside
And helpless to stop it...
I don't know how to make it go away.
No-one can help...not that they'd even want to.

Save me from this broken darkness
That slowly consumes me.
From this emptiness...
From the bitter person I will be someday.

One day I'll leave this place...
I'll reach that point where nothing will matter,
That place where...I'll
WANT nothing...feel nothing except hollowness.
And more then anything else...
No-one and nothing will wield the power to ever hurt me again.

Someday...
This reality will vanish
And so will I.

God help us all.

Copyright © Arwen ... [ 2003-03-31 21:05:00]
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Re: Peace Be My Journey (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomsLDY on Sunday, 20th April 2003 @ 08:51:38 AM AEST
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Wonderful write! Very insightful into your own world and that of many others as well.

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