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SchlitzSchlitz Posts: 141
edited May 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
As life seems to keep going
Pondering becomes stronger
This is a good thing
Don’t look at me like that

I’ve been here and there
Experienced things I can’t/refuse to remember
Grown and weaker but I’m a fighter
So tomorrow I’ll become stronger

I can’t let this keep me this way
Like being drunk on a boat
Pushed into the lake
You don’t know which way is up
You swim towards the bottom
That’s the way you fell
Then in desperation you tilt

Letting out your breath
Bubbles surround
Almost caress
Surfaces
Grab that lower shelf
Pull yourself up
I know it’s a big step
A life jacket is waiting
i have to remain at top sassiness, even though my inner sass is struggling
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  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    ahh schlitz. you're beautiful in all emotions.
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • rarghrargh-brownstarrarghrargh-brownstar Posts: 1,272
    i really needed that right now
    thank u
    seriously
    Rarghstarfarian.
  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    i think you should post poety here more often, cos that was really amazing
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    Sassy, I love this stuff..
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    on the last of his life, jimi hendrix woke up
    and made his way down the hall
    and he adjusted the knobs on the shower till the water came out just the
    way he liked it
    it was hot but not too hot
    it was hot but not too hot

    on the last afternoon of his life, jimi hendrix went to the kitchen
    and got himself a glass of water
    he put four ice cubes into the glass
    there is nothing like cold water
    there is nothing like cold water
    there is nothing like cold water
    there is nothing like cold water
    there is nothing...
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • AmaterasuAmaterasu Posts: 317
    Way to go!!!! I'm so proud of you!! Good job not
    only brave yet enlightening too. God be with you and
    go all the way.
    Amaterasu.
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