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Struggle of the living
Contributed by
kellros
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Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 08:19:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Too tired to wake up,
to tired to breathe.
Tired of nightmares
tired of dark horrible dreams.
As an old man walks his narrow road to his death, so I take every step of mine, alone.
I do not hear the voice of birds singing in the morning no more, I can't remember what made me what I am.
A poem without rhyme, a song without lyrics, still the same, but doesn't change anything...
Where will I be 10 years from now?
Out of school perhaps, maybe even out of town. Deep secrets that were revealed to me are no more... all fades away till a dark cloud surrounds the shore...
A shore where time began, a shore where i was born... forgotten memories, faded intentions, lies, deceit... what more?
True meaning of living is decay,
we grow old, everything gets old.. some day
Tommorow you might not even wake up, what would all the fighting of yesterday have been for?
Utter dissapointment to find that you decay, a life with out love, is a night without day.
Passion is the key element to success,
love is the key element to life,
but death is the end of all living things,
good, bad, night and day...
~thought poem-kellros-~
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Re: Struggle of the living
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by Stitch on
Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 10:30:51 AM AEST
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The depths of depression do feel insurmountable. I have struggled with these same thoughts about life. Looking back, I think these occur when we are really on the threshold of something new, and not yet ready to embrace it. So much in one poem. Hard for me to digest it all. Sounds like you've been through a lot. Only time can heal some wounds.
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Re: Struggle of the living
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by Kie on
Wednesday, 11th February 2004 @ 04:38:36 PM AEST
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| Philosophical & deep. I liked this one alot. Kie |
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