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Left Behind

Contributed by nomie on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 08:41:58 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Must I fumble around in the dark?
So lost I am, in myself, in my surroundings,
Change is inevitable, leaving me stranded,
My emptiness stays the same,
No one can show me love again,
It was snatched from my grasp,
Taken away and put to bad use,
Part of me was stolen; uninsured,
I cannot take back what was taken from me,
I’m emotionally spent, used up, dead.
I kiss you and I feel nothing,
Like a kiss isn’t precious anymore,
Your touch is unfelt as I am numbed,
I may as well lay dead in your arms,
So unresponsive to your charms,
Please don’t love me, just comfort me,
Then leave me in darkness once more,
In my own indecisiveness, alone
Unaware that my life has moved on.





Copyright © nomie ... [ 2004-01-29 08:41:58]
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Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by ygraine_17 on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 10:23:44 AM AEST
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I really enjoyed reading tis poem for the first time and loved it even more on the second. I believe poetry written quickly and without pre-thought depth is the best nothing is kept back. I liked the imagery you used and the layout has a certain flow to it which makes it great to read. Especially like the line, "I cannot take back what was taken from me" this made me really feel for you in your obvious time of despair. Hope you got all your confusion sorted out. xoxox


Re: Left Behind (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Wednesday, 10th March 2004 @ 12:53:57 AM AEST
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Wow... This was very powerful. I can't even pick out specific lines. Nicely done and I know that feeling all too well.




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