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Repressed Obstacles
Contributed by
PsychoticDreamz
on
Friday, 6th February 2004 @ 01:01:31 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Wake me up
I'm standing still
unlike the rest
who can feel
So out of reach
of your finger's length
I want to grab hold but
bear no strength
This cloud is above me darkening
as I tell you my feelings
without motions or sounds
All I need is your help though
I do not know how to ask
Cut the rope by which I'm bound
Speak to me
in melody
Have you finally arrived
to save myself from me?
From time its self
and years to pass
Will you make sure
I'm really here at last?
Looking into your eyes
I can't help but see
that small child trapped inside
Screaming incoherently
No one ever listens
so his words never make sense
He looks afraid, yet he's very brave
Prepared with any defense
Lean on me I'll lean back
together we'll pull through
That boy will be freed
I will be released
The rope burns will fade too
Only time can heal old news
though creating new one in it's path
Only death can seem so right
when life is all you have.
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PsychoticDreamz
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2004-02-06 01:01:31]
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Re: Repressed Obstacles
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by Tichawangana on
Friday, 6th February 2004 @ 01:33:24 AM AEST
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Hi PsychoticDreamz
I love the third and the last stanzas of your poem. Oh do 'speak to me in melody' and do post more poems so that I can 'save myself from me'. Poetry is life. |
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Re: Repressed Obstacles
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by mercedes on
Friday, 6th February 2004 @ 11:47:12 AM AEST
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| Beautifully written. I love the last line. I look forward to more. |
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