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Array ( [sid] => 133171 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Thrall Halo [time] => 2007-03-30 15:42:21 [hometext] => Bohemian this one's for you...inevitably~weepingprophet [bodytext] => I have felt for something in the darkness
Rather unaware
I have held my breath till I've passed out
And did not wish for air

Believe the glossy eyed truth
My darling, my love
I have not been myself
Perhaps a gift from above

Instead of feeling anything
Through my own hands
I have felt through and for others
Such insatiable demands

Screaming through a muzzle
Never truly being heard
Searching for the letters
To form a non existent word

Claustrophobia sets in
as I struggle on
Clawing for an escape
A way to face the dawn

I'm still reaching in the darkness
hoping to feel
Holding my breath
until the reveal

All I am
locked inside someone else
until
until

Hope begins to wish for air
I flee from the darkness
Suddenly aware
That fear has left me bound
In the muzzle of false control
Realization is where I'll be found
And acceptance shall make me whole

_________________________________________________________________________________________________
Control:to exercise restraint or direction over; dominate; command
And what is "control" without "power"???
Power:the possession of CONTROL or command over others
or perhaps they are the same.....
circles [comments] => 2 [counter] => 362 [topic] => 55 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
A Thrall Halo

Contributed by weepingprophet on Friday, 30th March 2007 @ 03:42:21 PM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems



I have felt for something in the darkness
Rather unaware
I have held my breath till I've passed out
And did not wish for air

Believe the glossy eyed truth
My darling, my love
I have not been myself
Perhaps a gift from above

Instead of feeling anything
Through my own hands
I have felt through and for others
Such insatiable demands

Screaming through a muzzle
Never truly being heard
Searching for the letters
To form a non existent word

Claustrophobia sets in
as I struggle on
Clawing for an escape
A way to face the dawn

I'm still reaching in the darkness
hoping to feel
Holding my breath
until the reveal

All I am
locked inside someone else
until
until

Hope begins to wish for air
I flee from the darkness
Suddenly aware
That fear has left me bound
In the muzzle of false control
Realization is where I'll be found
And acceptance shall make me whole

_________________________________________________________________________________________________
Control:to exercise restraint or direction over; dominate; command
And what is "control" without "power"???
Power:the possession of CONTROL or command over others
or perhaps they are the same.....
circles




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Re: A Thrall Halo (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Saturday, 31st March 2007 @ 10:39:17 AM AEST
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This piece is a reminder of my past..I was controlled by anothers expectations of me to the point I lost myself..when I grew lonely enough to get myself back I broke out of captivity and now I have the wings of freedom..and no one shall capture or control me again...This piece was a very special reminder of how I value my free mind and space. Thanks


Re: A Thrall Halo (User Rating: 1 )
by Bohemian_with_a_pen on Saturday, 14th April 2007 @ 04:15:34 PM AEST
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we are so painstakingly broken, aren't we?

never mind, we can perhaps make each other whole.

much appreciated,

Ava.




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