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Broken and Bound
Contributed by
blackfire9786
on
Sunday, 5th October 2003 @ 06:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Feel like I’m racing
Backwards through space
My soul is dying, giving up
My dreams were so close,
Now so far away
The path to my dreams was open
Paved and waiting for me
Now all of the sudden, it’s so far away
And I’m too busy trying to breathe
How did the tides turn so suddenly
Carrying me away?
Tidal waves in my mind are crashing down
Drowning all my hopes in dismay.
I was walking a bright sunny path
To a future, proud and tall
But fog has set in, I fear I’ve lost my way
I’ve slowed to barely a crawl
Ropes of thick fog wrap around my neck
My wrists and ankles, tying me down
The last glimmer of light is disappearing
I’ve taken from me everything I’ve found
I’m desperately searching for my dreams again
Wandering slowly through the dark,
stumbling to the ground
I cry out for help, but in such loud silence,
I cannot make a sound
I’m finally blind, and I don’t care
Lying in my mind, broken and bound.
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blackfire9786
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2003-10-05 18:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Broken and Bound
(User Rating: 1 ) by abushey on
Sunday, 5th October 2003 @ 06:27:49 PM AEST (User
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Ouch!
very painfully written it is not hard to feel your agony.If that is your hope to lighten your burden by spreading your pain to your readers...
you have more than succeeded
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Re: Broken and Bound
(User Rating: 1 ) by bobotheclown on
Sunday, 5th October 2003 @ 08:39:21 PM AEST (User
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This was so good I hope u can get through that fog I know what your talking about so intimately. Great poem I can't say enough.
Bobo (Joel) |
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