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Array ( [sid] => 140003 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What I Have Become. [time] => 2008-01-25 04:30:18 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I have become numb,
I have become lost inside the black
I have drifted so far from life
That I can no longer come back
Sitting just above the surface
Searching for a purpose
Losing my grip
Falling under like a sinking ship
I have lost my heart
I have lost my soul
Lost touch with this life
And completely lost control
I have become what I feared most
A hollow shell of nothing
A living ghost
Turning away from it all
Solitude has entombed me
Not even my shadow follows me where I crawl
Inside a chamber of pain I am enslaved
Swallowed by the depression
A soul that can no longer be saved
I have become dead inside my own skin
My broken heart a tombstone for my cemetery within
I have given up on the things that used to mean so much
I have destroyed all of the memories and lost all touch
Struggling to find the meaning of being alive
I am struggling to breathe, struggling to survive
I have become vacant and displaced
I have lost sight of the path that I once traced
My soul is desolate, alone and scared
I feel the damge this time is too much to be repaired
Because I have become so lost inside the black...
That I'm afraid I will never find my way back. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 214 [topic] => 48 [informant] => bleedthelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
What I Have Become.

Contributed by bleedthelove on Friday, 25th January 2008 @ 04:30:18 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



I have become numb,
I have become lost inside the black
I have drifted so far from life
That I can no longer come back
Sitting just above the surface
Searching for a purpose
Losing my grip
Falling under like a sinking ship
I have lost my heart
I have lost my soul
Lost touch with this life
And completely lost control
I have become what I feared most
A hollow shell of nothing
A living ghost
Turning away from it all
Solitude has entombed me
Not even my shadow follows me where I crawl
Inside a chamber of pain I am enslaved
Swallowed by the depression
A soul that can no longer be saved
I have become dead inside my own skin
My broken heart a tombstone for my cemetery within
I have given up on the things that used to mean so much
I have destroyed all of the memories and lost all touch
Struggling to find the meaning of being alive
I am struggling to breathe, struggling to survive
I have become vacant and displaced
I have lost sight of the path that I once traced
My soul is desolate, alone and scared
I feel the damge this time is too much to be repaired
Because I have become so lost inside the black...
That I'm afraid I will never find my way back.




Copyright © bleedthelove ... [ 2008-01-25 04:30:18]
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Re: What I Have Become. (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Saturday, 26th January 2008 @ 06:42:56 PM AEST
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Excellent Excellent!!!
I feel the emotional turture
flowing in this write.


Re: What I Have Become. (User Rating: 1 )
by Poetic_Punk on Sunday, 27th January 2008 @ 02:22:30 AM AEST
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not quite sure about this one, i feel it seems to be alot of the same over and over without much structure but thats just me, all and all not a bad write thou and good use of language


Re: What I Have Become. (User Rating: 1 )
by SilverRain on Sunday, 2nd March 2008 @ 08:24:24 PM AEST
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'Not even my shadow follows me where I crawl
Inside a chamber of pain I am enslaved'
Beautifully expressed - good choise of words.
Touching piece.





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