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Array ( [sid] => 106075 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Painful Creases [time] => 2005-09-20 12:05:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => To turn in to myslef to find that peace that was so designed to be that peaceful silence to make all that rents space in my mind; real & whole again.

When times do heavy weigh & they do weigh heavy -- often!, yet not am I so inclined to turn that way for peace, but rather I am found running the opposite direction.

When looking back at what was then, nostalgia has not entered so close upon my threshold as it has today.

Looking dimly, as I have not yet closed my eyes. For it was future & mine I had a date & safely kept when I left one eye half open.

But the hours passing in these moments, I find not that peace of which I mentioned, to be lying in either myself or the hours that so dimly come.

In gasps for breath to stay afloat, I swallow in massive gulps, the strength not to slip into my core that lie so near & yet so very far.

For I have lost my peace of mind & that silent peace appears now to only be a piece of something in part that has been broken.

So, all that lies silently whole is a bunch of really broken pieces! Heavily layed upon my heart & mind, they have left in turn, deep & painful creases. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 215 [topic] => 61 [informant] => kareless [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
Painful Creases

Contributed by kareless on Tuesday, 20th September 2005 @ 12:05:20 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



To turn in to myslef to find that peace that was so designed to be that peaceful silence to make all that rents space in my mind; real & whole again.

When times do heavy weigh & they do weigh heavy -- often!, yet not am I so inclined to turn that way for peace, but rather I am found running the opposite direction.

When looking back at what was then, nostalgia has not entered so close upon my threshold as it has today.

Looking dimly, as I have not yet closed my eyes. For it was future & mine I had a date & safely kept when I left one eye half open.

But the hours passing in these moments, I find not that peace of which I mentioned, to be lying in either myself or the hours that so dimly come.

In gasps for breath to stay afloat, I swallow in massive gulps, the strength not to slip into my core that lie so near & yet so very far.

For I have lost my peace of mind & that silent peace appears now to only be a piece of something in part that has been broken.

So, all that lies silently whole is a bunch of really broken pieces! Heavily layed upon my heart & mind, they have left in turn, deep & painful creases.




Copyright © kareless ... [ 2005-09-20 12:05:20]
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Re: Painful Creases (User Rating: 1 )
by wizard on Thursday, 18th May 2006 @ 10:44:54 PM AEST
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i thought this was great...each line, though short, tells a vast story of feelings...nicely done!

wiz




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