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Haunted

Contributed by dvtpdw on Wednesday, 6th February 2013 @ 04:40:49 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Ghosts stalk whilst hidden in shadow
Careful to never reveal their true shape
Eyes watching, piercing like an arrow
Huddled within my box with no escape

Don't want to acknowledge their existence
Fear that will bring the loss of my mind
Be they harbingers of my dark conscience
Or the memories of what was left behind

Taunted mercilessly by their crying essence
Pretending I cannot hear what they bring
Hands over eyes to bring some silence
Mute screams to end this tortured haunting

Dawn brings the message the ghosts sent
Dwell too long in the land of past damages
Spend the rest of time on the isle of regret
Sitting out life on its cold emply beaches

My nature's to dwell in memories of past pain
It's hard to bring forth instances of sunshine
All around, bad memories fall like dark rain
Pray I'll learn to forgive by life's deadline




Copyright © dvtpdw ... [ 2013-02-06 16:40:49]
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Re: Haunted (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 8th February 2013 @ 12:03:39 AM AEST
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I can so relate to this well written with a nice flow poem. :)

I was like this for a long time and perhaps, part of me is still like this, yet I'm better now. For some odd reason it took a very hateful person doing something pretty bad to be to make me learn how to forgive and release my anger from past grievances.

Take care,

Tim


Re: Haunted (User Rating: 1 )
by colinb on Monday, 11th February 2013 @ 02:43:26 PM AEST
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Excellent our bad memories sometimes it's hard to forgive i hope you find forgiveness in your heart soon for you




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