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I'm Only
Contributed by
MajesticPoet
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Saturday, 10th December 2005 @ 07:59:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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And as the sun goes down I cry myself to sleep
I watch the bugs crawling across my skin
Now that you are gone, I can let things crumble
And though it seems that this was meant to be
It's so hard to see and all I do is stumble
The candles burn but it's still too dark
I have given up so it's not worth trying
I'll face the truth when I think I can
Try to understand what I love denying
I'm only
Falling through the cracks
I'm only
Losing my will to live
I'm only
Broken and beaten down
I'm only... I'm only
I've got to go; this place is poison now
Now that you are gone and your ghost ignores me
I beg and plead with eternity
But this fantasy I see harbors me
The visions come during day or night
Angels, devils pray on my weak condition
And out of reach there's a tiny light
That could set things right if I could change position
I'm only
Falling through the cracks
I'm only
Losing my will to live
I'm only
Broken and beaten down
I'm only... I'm only
If only the sun could spare me this pain
I would open up the doors and let him in
And look into his eyes
Just burn away your lies
Tear you from my heart and from my soul
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MajesticPoet
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Re: I'm Only
(User Rating: 1 ) by Shmokin on
Saturday, 10th December 2005 @ 08:24:23 PM AEST (User
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I enjoyed this, thanx for sharing :-) |
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Re: I'm Only
(User Rating: 1 ) by enigma on
Wednesday, 14th December 2005 @ 08:03:13 PM AEST (User
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...very moving...it is so unfortunate it hurts so much to bleed...bleeding makes such incredible poetry...
I'm only
Falling through the cracks
I'm only
Losing my will to live
I'm only
Broken and beaten down
I'm only... I'm only
...the story of my life...but, you're alive and from the energy and feistiness I sense in your poetry I would guess that when you get done with falling through the cracks, you'll land on your feet, and when you're done with losing your will to live, you'll fly, and when you're done with being broken and beaten, you will be one of the most understanding, compassionate, Lovingly Beautiful poets around...seems so unfair that it takes pain to create a depth of Beauty...
...thoroughly appreciated the soulful expression of your poem...
ron...enigma |
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