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[title] => Stone Covered Heart
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[bodytext] => Stone Covered Heart May 30, 2003 The day I fear is the day I lose perception, When I don’t know the difference between a puddle and a pond. When memory is so far gone, and hope is too far beyond. When smiles are rare, passed to those who really aren’t there. The day I fear is the day I lose hope, When I finally come to know, Without hope there is no disappppointment. So hope fades, and in sets resentment. When love is scarce and never seen, When hiding in shadows I am keen. I fear the day my heart runs dry, And my only wish is to finally die. This feeling, I have felt before, I’ve felt it deep inside my core. It’s cold and dark, it hurts, it’s stark. But worst of all it’s pain that stays, It will not leave, it lasts for days. It slowly creeps into my heart, Before it tears my mind apart. Once it’s set into my mind, I begin to believe the feeling is the only kind, Worth saving time for, worth crying over. Failure and hurt, it burns a tunnel through my soul, As if I’m not in my body, I’m in a hole. Standing beside myself, or looking from above, Seeing myself deny hope, deny love. Watch myself scream in my mind, cry on my cheeks, Just sit and watch myself, for many weeks. It’s torture to watch, yet more to feel, So scared, stand back, watch it slowly peel. There’s no interfering, for fear of it nearing, Silence, screams, smiles, tears, all struck by fears. When it finally ceases, and I notice the creases, In the life style I claimed my own, Feeling a new pain, a slow pain, My heart breaking through the stone. The very stone I created to camoflauge my pain, My thoughts, my torture, brought onto myself. To let the stone slip, fear I will trip, Yet the feeling of sunlight warming my heart is heaven, And finally all feelings are leavened. The day I fear is the day I lose perception, When I don’t know the difference between a puddle and a pond. When memory is so far gone, and hope is too far beyond. When smiles are rare, passed to those who really aren’t there. The day I fear is the day I lose hope, When I finally come to know, Without hope there is no disappppointment. So hope fades, and in sets resentment. When love is scarce and never seen, When hiding in shadows I am keen. I fear the day my heart runs dry, And my only wish is to finally die. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Calista [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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