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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Window
[time] => 2008-11-01 01:07:00
[hometext] => This piece affected me with every line as it came to be.
[bodytext] => The outside to the inside isn’t in sync When I start using this pen an ink. It’s not easy to know… You’re not wanted… I hear whispers coming from the window. It’s not easy to flow out our problems It’s not easy to listen to the sounds.. Oh my god it’s so tough to stand here And watch one person’s life disappear. It’s all the same, deep down inside of you. Everything moving away, so moving to conform to. (Numbing)… I long to feel the breeze…. to once again caress my skin. I want to once again feel What it is I truly believe in. I’m losing my most inner qualities screaming silently,.. someone please save me I’m having a meltdown, why can’t you see? It’s so tough on you and I It’s so tough… that you must watch me die, In pen and ink, so slowly is this death, every single day a struggle for one more breath. Life is the same, sanity so tough to deliver Just trying not to drown in Isolations River. It’s all about what’s driving inside of you, Opening the window ,calling for me.. whispers I hear….I push through. (Tears streaming)... I can’t remember the last Time, that I took to dream. Closing my watered eyes Searching for any source of light beam. Taking a breath… (Sighs).. Searching for the courage To make the first move Thinking of all the little things That made me feel alive, just something to prove. My sadness... is in every piece, and my soul Is wore so very thin. I’m falling, how oddly now... I feel peace, I can feel the breeze once again caressing my skin…. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Recyclebin [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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