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[sid] => 122037
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => +I heard this voice+
[time] => 2006-06-20 11:03:09
[hometext] => Jalens 6.06
[bodytext] => My world it became, extremely cold to me And all I wanted to do, was to fall fast sleep, I thought I had it all, I could not feel, or even help- Myself in my dreams, there all I could do was weep. I had tried very hard to muster up some strength But nothing was coming to me, just a lot of this fear, I cried, knowing I would never feel alive, ever again- My heart it was dying; no more could, it hear. So, off to bed I went, I just had to get away In my dreams I ran; I let days go by, Without me, but I got tired of empty dreams- And soon even there, I could not cry. I had closed all the doors and all the curtains To block out the sound and all of the sun, All alone was I; all alone in this darkness- Not around anyone, I didn’t want, anyone. Then one special day came around, when I decided Since I really, really could not sleep, That I would open up, the doors and the curtains- At the window, I stood looking out; and began to weep. Something strange to me, had happened A kind of strength was welling up inside of me, at first- I was scared; and then I was feeling this mighty hunger, Also, I received a beautiful and wonderful thirst. I had felt this funny tap upon my shoulder I turned around; in my room, nobody could I see, Suddenly, my heart, it opened; and then, this soft voice- I saw it smiling, it said, “I heard you calling me!” [comments] => 1 [counter] => 204 [topic] => 61 [informant] => myselfindreams [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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