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Contributed by daniel on Thursday, 10th October 2002 @ 10:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

damn the silence
it's been draining
much too long now

i think i heard about what i want to do i see
a picture in my head and look on my bed display reality
i can't attain at the moment for lack of better sense
until i start to go then there will be nothing that can commence

i want to say something important
but the meaningless comes out
repeating self in me takes silence
and i can't even begin to shout
something's wrong what's the matter?
would you even begin to know?
suppose i try to tell you things
now where then would i go?

hey! something's better
what? something's stranger
now, something's longer
inside comes the danger
what now?

silence

yet again another silence
leading then to another violence
inner me turns unto another tyrant
can you then help another migrant?
can you then change another stylant?
can you then stop the silence?

damnable silence
silence

choking the life out of my lungs gasping for breath
taking the hint of sanity that i should have left
breaking any part of me that i could know now best
mistaking my existence for a parallel unto death
making an eerie air inside the room i must accept
faking the pot of leisure when pain i already met
waking an disgruntled chunk of me i always will regret

damn the silence
it's been draining
much too long now

***
(10/9/02)

Copyright © daniel ... [ 2002-10-10 22:00:00]
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Re: pm (User Rating: 1 )
by Phildel on Friday, 11th October 2002 @ 07:11:38 AM AEST
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I like the war of the mind you've presented here with the dialogue (if i'm write in interpretation!!)
Very powerful too, very good write, thanks for the read!

Phildel xx

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