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Array ( [sid] => 42971 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => These Roads That Lead to Nowhere [time] => 2004-04-12 21:04:17 [hometext] => I would really appreciate your feedback on this one because it kind of confuses me. It came about at 5:30 this morning, and so I''m not entirely sure myself as to what it''s about. [bodytext] => How many roads we take that lead to nowhere.
A thousand times an hour is torn across,
And burned for the sake of going on living.
The tease and tyranny of choice.
Now the eyes of my eyes are opened.
Suffer the illnesses that are your prerogative alone.
Born in light, and dying in dark.
Begin to the loneliness that cannot end,
Stabbed twice from within.
Drink and be whole again beyond confusion,
When life is not a straight line.
Are there souls that need death’s presence?
Slowly the poison the bloodstream fills.
Skeletoned in darkness, hear the appalling cry.
The stars burn in agony.
You feel your fate in what you cannot fear.
Keep your wounds open—awake to uncertainty.
A certain sense of tragedy, a slight deception.
Dreaming evil, acting in disalgnment.
Wake in death to this abandoned world—
Though it will not correct a single line of verse.
Silence stays unbroken in the air.
Only your illness remains above it all,
Left to destroy all that remains of me.
I beg you hear my parting words,
Though I know you’re too far gone.
I cannot sleep for fear of your legacy,
Your disease which torments my thoughts,
My eternal torture which is your revenge. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 164 [topic] => 13 [informant] => liquidchaos [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

These Roads That Lead to Nowhere

Contributed by liquidchaos on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 09:04:17 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

How many roads we take that lead to nowhere.
A thousand times an hour is torn across,
And burned for the sake of going on living.
The tease and tyranny of choice.
Now the eyes of my eyes are opened.
Suffer the illnesses that are your prerogative alone.
Born in light, and dying in dark.
Begin to the loneliness that cannot end,
Stabbed twice from within.
Drink and be whole again beyond confusion,
When life is not a straight line.
Are there souls that need death’s presence?
Slowly the poison the bloodstream fills.
Skeletoned in darkness, hear the appalling cry.
The stars burn in agony.
You feel your fate in what you cannot fear.
Keep your wounds open—awake to uncertainty.
A certain sense of tragedy, a slight deception.
Dreaming evil, acting in disalgnment.
Wake in death to this abandoned world—
Though it will not correct a single line of verse.
Silence stays unbroken in the air.
Only your illness remains above it all,
Left to destroy all that remains of me.
I beg you hear my parting words,
Though I know you’re too far gone.
I cannot sleep for fear of your legacy,
Your disease which torments my thoughts,
My eternal torture which is your revenge.

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Re: These Roads That Lead to Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by nail-to-the-head on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 09:15:26 PM AEST
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im not totally sure either, yet it still seems to have a deep meaning to it while reading.

Re: These Roads That Lead to Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by poetrygodslove on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 09:21:51 PM AEST
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this poem is spirtiual to me.

your born into light. that means gods child he is the light of the world. but you chose to walk in darkness and follow the prince of darkness. you have roads ahead of you that you have gone down many times same thing over and over again. will you keep choosing the same one or turn to god and ask him which road to take........good write. sandy

Re: These Roads That Lead to Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 13th April 2004 @ 04:42:49 PM AEST
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Im thinking that you or someone you love are in a crossroad in life and this is what came out its a brillaint piece of work so deep and involved.
michelle

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