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Array ( [sid] => 81086 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => something [time] => 2005-01-23 02:17:24 [hometext] => coment plz [bodytext] =>
Walking along the road,
no one in site.
I'm all alone,
once again.
I'm searching for something,
searching for a way,
a way to feel real,
feel alive,
a way to be that shining star,
everyone sees and thinks I am.
Its like this search will never end.
Walking along the road.
Wishing it would end,
feeling nothing but dread.
Seeing nothing but darkness.
Knowing nothing but lost dreams, and hopes.
The sun is out,
yet it doesn't shine.
Walking along the road.
It seems it will never end.
This is like a night mare,
dark, cold and dreary.
Just looking for something,
something everyone sees me as,
something I doubt I can ever be,
something I must immatate,
something I am not.
This thing I am looking for,
searching for in a dark place,
because it is a dark lie. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 13 [informant] => karmen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
something

Contributed by karmen on Sunday, 23rd January 2005 @ 02:17:24 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry




Walking along the road,
no one in site.
I'm all alone,
once again.
I'm searching for something,
searching for a way,
a way to feel real,
feel alive,
a way to be that shining star,
everyone sees and thinks I am.
Its like this search will never end.
Walking along the road.
Wishing it would end,
feeling nothing but dread.
Seeing nothing but darkness.
Knowing nothing but lost dreams, and hopes.
The sun is out,
yet it doesn't shine.
Walking along the road.
It seems it will never end.
This is like a night mare,
dark, cold and dreary.
Just looking for something,
something everyone sees me as,
something I doubt I can ever be,
something I must immatate,
something I am not.
This thing I am looking for,
searching for in a dark place,
because it is a dark lie.




Copyright © karmen ... [ 2005-01-23 02:17:24]
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Re: something (User Rating: 1 )
by Doriens_Picture on Sunday, 23rd January 2005 @ 02:44:15 AM AEST
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Just coz no one tells you they think you are s hining star does not mean that they dont see you as one

great write


Re: something (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Sunday, 23rd January 2005 @ 04:16:35 AM AEST
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I agree with Dorian, your always a star just believe in yourself.

Good write.

Jane x


Re: something (User Rating: 1 )
by bluebird on Sunday, 23rd January 2005 @ 06:26:27 AM AEST
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my view is be who you want to be. dont do things or be someone everyone wants you to be. this wont make you lonely its more unique and brave the way i see it.
searching for that thing in the dark place is something many try and do but never succeed.ppl pull them back and change thoughts. stay strong,be patient and sumtimes the most unlikey reality can become exactly that.

sry if that makes no sense,thoughts that came into my head. great work tho.

~keep the faith~


Re: something (User Rating: 1 )
by Dying_Angel on Sunday, 23rd January 2005 @ 11:59:00 AM AEST
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I don't agree with Dorien...i think everyone was pushing you telling you you could be a star an you either had a lot of self doubt or really couldn't do it... but don't be anyone else but yourself...Jen


Re: something (User Rating: 1 )
by poet_of_anger on Sunday, 23rd January 2005 @ 01:57:56 PM AEST
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Yes, i would agree with jen, but aside from that. Be yourself, let others live with that. Good write.




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