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[title] => Time is frozen with the thoughts of you
[time] => 2013-12-27 12:39:10
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[bodytext] => Snowflakes glistening on the cushioned banks around me, Ice bound trees bend their weary branches over the well trodden paths. The sound of silence overwhelms my soul and I fill the silence with thoughts of you. I see your face in my mind as I wander down the sidewalk, no purpose to my steps. I am going nowhere and will arrive in no time. Wind whistles in my ears and I shiver in the cold Time is frozen when I think of your smile I feel your hand slip into mine and I turn towards where you should be. But you aren’t there and my hand grasps the frigid space I shudder and realize that I have stopped moving. I begin again, a slow, jolted pace, trying to clear my head But without you, I am empty, so thoughts of you keep slipping into my weary mind. I am tired of resisting you, but I cannot move on with you consuming my every thought. So again, and again I try to let the silence around me cleanse me of your presence. But you are still there and again I realize I have stopped moving. I lift my head and a spark is struck in my heart. I will move on. My steps find a purpose. I look at where I am, And I pick a place I want to be. My heart groans with the memory of you. But you are a memory and will not block my path. I will put you behind me, Nothing will keep me back. I stumble and fall, Wearily lie on the stone cold ground, no warmth in sight. Do I lie here? Or do I get up? Thoughts of you are knocking on the doors of my mind. Can I resist? Can I find the strength to get up? Memories of your voice, “If you can look up, you can get up.” My face searches for a sky that I know should be there. But it is dark and I can’t tell whether I am up or down. A voice in my head chants “Don’t give up, Get up” Over and Over and Over. But it’s dull rhythm pounds on an unresponsive mind. I am lost. Will someone help me? Help me to my feet? Hold out their hand? Lift me up? As I lie here, On the cold weary ground. Thoughts of you seeping into my fragile, broken soul. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 111 [topic] => 22 [informant] => twitterbird [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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