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Array ( [sid] => 101385 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Key has been thrown away [time] => 2005-07-16 17:35:34 [hometext] => anxiety [bodytext] => I sit and wonder how still the air has become. How quiet, the night has calmed. Not a thing making a sound, nor peep. Just me and my key board. There is a UN easy feeling with, me tonight. Something, is not feeling what, I need it to. I feel anxious and not compelled to write, yet…….I need to. I have this knot in the pit of my stomach. Feels if someone took something precious away from me. I am not sure, if it is me, or just what I am feeling. Like wondering, and worried, all at once. Why? I suppose it is because, I have not been able to hear, what I am needing to hear. Or could be see what is needed to be seen.
I keep tapping, away at the keyboard; hoping that it will come to me, and things are easy. Be able to breathe less rapidly, and steadily. Stop the trembling, that over come me. And soon know there can be a sigh, of sweet relief. Seems, this will not take place tonight; as the eyes are tearing up, and becoming to let the salty drops flow. Oh, is the heart of emotion. It has been taken and will not be let back, unless some anxiety can be released. As, now, the sun has risen, on a new day. Bringing a little less anxiety, for my self. I still have the restless, which I do not need. I need, to have a calming, flare into this heart. Something that will bring a smile to me. Inner screams that need to be released.Hope.that is what may be the key. The answer and the whole. Seems the answer was out there all the time, yet now it has to be locked under key, and the key thrown away. It will not be re-opened, except to the only who knows where the key was thrown.
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The Key has been thrown away

Contributed by brew on Saturday, 16th July 2005 @ 05:35:34 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I sit and wonder how still the air has become. How quiet, the night has calmed. Not a thing making a sound, nor peep. Just me and my key board. There is a UN easy feeling with, me tonight. Something, is not feeling what, I need it to. I feel anxious and not compelled to write, yet…….I need to. I have this knot in the pit of my stomach. Feels if someone took something precious away from me. I am not sure, if it is me, or just what I am feeling. Like wondering, and worried, all at once. Why? I suppose it is because, I have not been able to hear, what I am needing to hear. Or could be see what is needed to be seen.
I keep tapping, away at the keyboard; hoping that it will come to me, and things are easy. Be able to breathe less rapidly, and steadily. Stop the trembling, that over come me. And soon know there can be a sigh, of sweet relief. Seems, this will not take place tonight; as the eyes are tearing up, and becoming to let the salty drops flow. Oh, is the heart of emotion. It has been taken and will not be let back, unless some anxiety can be released. As, now, the sun has risen, on a new day. Bringing a little less anxiety, for my self. I still have the restless, which I do not need. I need, to have a calming, flare into this heart. Something that will bring a smile to me. Inner screams that need to be released.Hope.that is what may be the key. The answer and the whole. Seems the answer was out there all the time, yet now it has to be locked under key, and the key thrown away. It will not be re-opened, except to the only who knows where the key was thrown.




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Re: The Key has been thrown away (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Saturday, 16th July 2005 @ 09:30:42 PM AEST
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I have been there brew..

Nice write.

B


Re: The Key has been thrown away (User Rating: 1 )
by vibes2go on Saturday, 16th July 2005 @ 10:21:23 PM AEST
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lots of feeling here .. the tap-tapping on the key-board ..
the hollow feeling .. yep... nice job...




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