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the shadow
Contributed by
bryanescapeartist
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Saturday, 26th September 2009 @ 09:55:58 PM in AEST
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it all went wrong one day.
tradgedies came forth neverending.
Hit me like a ton of bricks.
the death of one and a suicide of another.
is the reason why i hold this knife close
to protect and to self inflict
while they judge from their emotionally scarred brain.
i am on my own, i have always been on my own.
they laugh
as this disease manifests
into the very pit of my being
my sanity fades
like the slaughtered remains of humanity
like the faint eyes of the undead
Why do i constantly ask myself.
is this a nightmare?
no, this is me
i was never prepared for this
losing my mind each and every day
my remorse taken with it
thats why i am the way i am.
these pills make me numb of the sick twisted world around me
i used to wear my heart on my sleeve
but no one seemed to care
paranoia seems to be my only friend
exept comfort
it fills me with anxiety
i'm not going to waste my time with false interpretations
i'll just focus on death and destination
i am void of emotions
i am the shadow in which you step on
i am the dirt beneath your feet
the pawn in this game of chess
i am no one to anyone
i am but an atom
of the evil waiting to be released once more
in your nightmare
evil in a bottle
waiting to be resurrected
to take my revenge.
who am i you ask?
i am....no one.
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bryanescapeartist
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2009-09-26 21:55:58] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: the shadow
(User Rating: 1 ) by spud on
Sunday, 27th September 2009 @ 11:33:56 AM AEST (User
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Hi,
I like the depth of this write. It tells me .... pain,
lonliness, longing, loss, and a touch of
self-deprecation. What I don't know is if you write
about someone you know, or if it is autobiographical.(?) As Max Ehrmann said ......
''You are a child of the Universe - no less than the
moon and stars - you have a right to be here!''
Words worth remembering for the suffering soul
within your poem.
Well versed, nonetheless.
Tommy
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