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Array ( [sid] => 178718 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Book Of Thee Importance Of Nothing [time] => 2014-07-06 11:05:26 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I live in a place
that is no where
everything is out of focus
thee carousel of Ill emotions
spin me 'round and 'round.

When I see something that is good
I reach out
to caress it
and as the Illusion slowly dissipates
I fall back into a room unattached,
In the burning confusion
the dark shadows come alive
because they sense my condition
and they drink in my dismay
as I emotionally I melt.

I can't stop thinking
that freedom is an Illusion
all sanity's shattered
and that we live in a matrix
and nothing really matters,
Crippled and broken
from the stench
of the silence of my conclusion
sometimes give up
and as I fall in slow motion
there's a sense of relieve
as I float and silently fade.

The book of
thee Importance of nothing
is now my bible
in this unhealthy survival
where the Minions of Manic depression
like vampires
feed off my pain. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 243 [topic] => 61 [informant] => unknown_utopia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )

The Book Of Thee Importance Of Nothing

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Sunday, 6th July 2014 @ 11:05:26 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

I live in a place
that is no where
everything is out of focus
thee carousel of Ill emotions
spin me 'round and 'round.

When I see something that is good
I reach out
to caress it
and as the Illusion slowly dissipates
I fall back into a room unattached,
In the burning confusion
the dark shadows come alive
because they sense my condition
and they drink in my dismay
as I emotionally I melt.

I can't stop thinking
that freedom is an Illusion
all sanity's shattered
and that we live in a matrix
and nothing really matters,
Crippled and broken
from the stench
of the silence of my conclusion
sometimes give up
and as I fall in slow motion
there's a sense of relieve
as I float and silently fade.

The book of
thee Importance of nothing
is now my bible
in this unhealthy survival
where the Minions of Manic depression
like vampires
feed off my pain.

Copyright © unknown_utopia ... [ 2014-07-06 11:05:26]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Book Of Thee Importance Of Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 6th July 2014 @ 11:32:02 AM AEST
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sooo beautifully penned! tho heartbreaking in the lonely solitude
and darkness of confusion, your title says so much and i want to
reach out and give you a huge warm hug- and a handful of garlic............

hugs n' love nessa

@->>->>--

Re: The Book Of Thee Importance Of Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Sunday, 6th July 2014 @ 11:35:50 AM AEST
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I know of whence you speak, unknown_utopia. (even your moniker speaks to your mental state).

It sounds to me like the blinders have come off and you swallowed the red pill. I have some experience in these things. message me if you wish to. I don't impose but am always willing to help if I can.

Nicely wrought words...they do a darn fine job conveying some of the angst this world has imposed on us.

Inveirno

Re: The Book Of Thee Importance Of Nothing (User Rating: 1 )
by colinb on Monday, 7th July 2014 @ 04:30:41 PM AEST
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I know this place mate spent most of my life their just keep fighting on i understand,the worst part is nomatter how much help you get it seems never to help the only way out is you & hard to find the light to see

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