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Zenith

Contributed by Eve on Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 04:44:44 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



Living in a world of nothing real
Maybe it's my mind or the pain I feel
Hallucinations and reality, they're one and the same
Playing with my head like Life's some sort of game.

No leverage under me when I try to arise
Cold water the only thing reminding me I'm alive
Falling, drowning, and altogether losing
My mind saying maybe cease altogether moving.

Struggle and fight my way to the crest
Merely knowing I've been put to the test
Failing's not an option now, but neither is winning
But I've been stuck in Limbo from the very beginning.




Copyright © Eve ... [ 2004-02-14 16:44:44]
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Re: Zenith (User Rating: 1 )
by Jazz on Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 04:54:14 PM AEST
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Ok, you have my attention! Speak out, girl! I love it. It's deep, and harsh reality.. Keep it up!

Jazz


Re: Zenith (User Rating: 1 )
by Vitreous_Soul on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 08:26:20 AM AEST
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Eve, you have hit me deeply with this. I am in silence, and am devoid of any and all descriptions. Just amazing.<br /> <br /> Keep writing or be less talented,<br /> -V.S.


Re: Zenith (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 20th March 2004 @ 08:56:18 PM AEST
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I'll be roaming about your neck of the YPDC woods for quite a while after reading this.
Can't really say quite how good I think it is, but 'resonative' is a good start, as I went through thinking these sentiments today, during various stages, one of which was after reading this poem.

"Cold water the only thing reminding me I'm alive"

Exact and definitve.
Thankyou for writing this.




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