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Hourglass
Contributed by
blue_angel
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Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 10:14:53 PM in AEST
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I feel like im trapped in a never-ending nightmare
Like im slowly dying and yet no one seems aware
Im held down in this world I know I don’t belong in
My weakness is consuming me, my hope wearing thin
Everything that was holding onto me suddenly let go
I am reaching out for something yet there’s nothing to hold
I’m screaming so loud yet it’s all held inside
And I find that I am thinking that I want to die
Can I keep living in this fake life here in a fake place?
I continue to fall through this dark, empty space
This pain so intense, this pulsing in my head
I can’t hold on, I’m already dead
And you can try to compare the now to the then
You can’t, too much has changed, we’re nearing the end
I have cut through all but one string
I’m being held up by but one weak thing
My soul unraveling one layer at a time
I have lost everything that is mine
And life’s like an hourglass, slowly sinking away
Another grain of sand is just another day
But I take the glass and I break it, it shatters
It’s too late for me, nothing else matters
I can tell there is no hope left for me
I’m in death’s grasp and I can’t breathe
Slowly choking me, eating me from the inside out
I want to scream; I want to cry out loud
Yet I see no point, now I’ve waited too long
I’ve lived too much in this place I don’t belong
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Re: Hourglass
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by emystar on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 10:24:05 PM AEST
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Very sad but I can relate from my past but thank God for throwing me a life line,
I remember being in the presense of many others while screamaing inside. Thank god for Zoloft.
hang in there cause joy cometh in the morning.
I still have moments of desparation but I no longer want to die.
Faith, hope, joy, peace,
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Re: Hourglass
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by jthzero on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 10:50:25 PM AEST
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can relate
the string that holds me is hope in something better
very nicely written |
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Re: Hourglass
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by MARLY272000 on
Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 11:03:49 PM AEST
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I have two comments, Your poem was very well written, but in a sad note. You used your emotion on how you feel.
My second comment is it's never to late on Life. Life surrounds us with grief, sorrow, unhappiness but it also gives us the knowing that our loved ones are in heaven.
The courage to take a stand on things we believe in. I felt that way in a time of my life where I felt noone understands how I felt, the emptyness inside of me not knowing whats in store for me. Being scared to move ahead.
I came to god and took med. and now i'm happier than iv'e ever been.
Theres always hope, no matter what circumstaces your in. Theres always tomarrow another day filled with Hope and Love. Don't let that life that you have in you disapear, let it Rise and become the Life you want it to. I'll keep you in my Prayers. |
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Re: Hourglass
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by Toby on
Monday, 28th March 2005 @ 01:33:13 PM AEST
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| dude i cant even describe how perfectly written with emotion that was.ive felt exactly the same way before |
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Re: Hourglass
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by Jaycee on
Thursday, 14th April 2005 @ 08:12:01 AM AEST
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| Everything you write touches me. You write with the precision of a scalpel and the impact of a jackhammer --- hard to ignore :) Anyway, I can relate to the smothering life you feel, beating eaten alive by a ravenous society. Often we do feel out of place in a world that is so intolerant. I love the symbolism with the hourglass and how you take it and break it. It's like you refuse to go down quietly and that you will be you and that you will rise all phoenix-like. So, while the poem is undeniably heartwrenching, the undercurrent of hope I think is there. |
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