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[title] => Simple Thing
[time] => 2009-02-06 02:05:45
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[bodytext] => To be alive, conscious, and an individual is the most important thing in life every thing else is second. Love is a sweet candy that when bitten the drugs effect dulls life without it. Why would love, a simple thing have so much power? This simple toy kills, destroys and changes the fabric of life forever. I need it, I am addicted to its simple thrills that courses through my veins. Maybe this toy is one of the driving forces to experience "LIFE", but what of the effects that block out, blind what life is. Maybe I'm blind and maybe you are too..................... Is it worth it.........Are you blind.......... I'm blind...............Is this what you want..............I'm not sure?.....you?...... Why do I need to love and for that matter why do I need to be loved! All this love has given me is heartache, after heartache. I wish I was not so shy, better looking and not so me. Her words, that smiling face and the little laugh echoes endless through my veins. Why would God condemn me with this eternal longing for that soft beautiful face, deep piercing eyes and that.....that long dark silky hair. I'm to shy too ask out the women I love. How do I know if she loves me or that I really love her? Do I go too far to say it's love or is it just a liking that is enough to start love. "Just do it", some say or all you will ever know is the "what if". Too easy. What of the rejection, the put down to those that do not possess the courage, or the stableness of such a degree. Maybe she needs time too............... Haunted by creatures of love and despair in a unholy alliance, I sit still as a stone awaiting the falling chop to descend upon my head. It doesn't drop; it hovers unmoving, waiting for the expressionless executioner's thumb: up or down. A small look of tenderness breaches to the polished surface. In less then a breath it was gone. Her dark flawless face was once more silent as if the flicker of emotion didn't exist at all. Could it have been there, or a cruel joke played by monsters that haunt my every thought. The stillness of Time's will dragged my torn heart without a thought. The axe wavered as the battle, or the great joke was beginning to come to an end. My sentencing starts to begin its course as Fate's Wheel turns and its spinning fated threads take ahold of my ruined heart with the cold steel waiting for its feast........... Fate's and Destiny's will are in the hands of a lone women. Cupid, you devil of love where have you gone? I am in a stand off. Friends, just that for now. No time, no place, no hiding, small chance. I grab at the carpet as she rolls it out and hide as I do it. Never can I look desperate, foolish, meek, or tell her what I feel. Must it be like this when you fail. Oh I can't say that I asked her but it was some thing like it, that put me into this stand off of time, and patience. A mistake is all it takes, but what wrong did I do. Time will tell........? Times foolish stances rips my tainted soul to shreds as the mind resists my foolish heart and over comes the haunting demons commands. Slowly I return to the door step of my selfish obsession............. I learn that no longer do I hold her in my eyes as a priceless relic or some demented desire but as a person and maybe a friend. Do I lower my head and attempt defeat............ only to this person because she was only the shadow of my true loves hearts desire that awaits me............... I blindly walk into to void of reality to find her and to fill lifes lusts to live. Without fear and hope in moving forward a soul would lose its face to evils devices. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 24 [informant] => Rabi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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