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Array ( [sid] => 7253 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Quicksand [time] => 2002-11-22 11:15:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Now fear my mind and take a ride
What soft and subtle suicide?
Listening to every vioce
Is not a reason, but a choice
And if my anger would erupt
I might give in but won't give up

Alone inside the dead of night
The stage is set for one more fight
These memories that bring me pain
Are reason for the crimson stain
And knowing what I have to lose
I'll fly away from every bruise

Soon enough the pain will cease
Bringing waves of tender peace
Tears of blood stream down my face
And in my heart and every place
Where will they land? Where will they fall?
And will it matter much at all?

Leaving now your world of greed
I'll only take what you don't need
So don't be frightened, don't be scared
The broken light will be repaired
But I'll still whisper on my knees:
What good is light if no one see?

***?***

Awakened by my midnight scream
I realized it was just a dream
And as I tried to catch my breath
I wondered why I'd thought of death
What was the reason and the source?
What led my dream to take this coarse?

It was you
Close my eyes and close my heart
It was you

By Darker Season
Copyright 2002 Darker Season [comments] => 3 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 36 [informant] => DarkerSeason [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
Quicksand

Contributed by DarkerSeason on Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 11:15:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide



Now fear my mind and take a ride
What soft and subtle suicide?
Listening to every vioce
Is not a reason, but a choice
And if my anger would erupt
I might give in but won't give up

Alone inside the dead of night
The stage is set for one more fight
These memories that bring me pain
Are reason for the crimson stain
And knowing what I have to lose
I'll fly away from every bruise

Soon enough the pain will cease
Bringing waves of tender peace
Tears of blood stream down my face
And in my heart and every place
Where will they land? Where will they fall?
And will it matter much at all?

Leaving now your world of greed
I'll only take what you don't need
So don't be frightened, don't be scared
The broken light will be repaired
But I'll still whisper on my knees:
What good is light if no one see?

***?***

Awakened by my midnight scream
I realized it was just a dream
And as I tried to catch my breath
I wondered why I'd thought of death
What was the reason and the source?
What led my dream to take this coarse?

It was you
Close my eyes and close my heart
It was you

By Darker Season
Copyright 2002 Darker Season




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Re: Quicksand (User Rating: 1 )
by MyInspiration on Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 11:27:18 AM AEST
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Incredible poem. Great imagery and very powerful words. I hope you work through whatever your going through. We all feel this way sometimes. Thank you for sharing.


Re: Quicksand (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 11:47:49 AM AEST
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This is so beautiful the way
you have it in depth and feeling
I have been in this place many
times and not in my dreams either
It's a dark place to be my friend
and im glad your still here and
this was only a dream...
Thanks for sharing this one
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.


Re: Quicksand (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Friday, 22nd November 2002 @ 01:11:59 PM AEST
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Awesome poem ... I've been feeling this way today ... very talented write.




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