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a cloud that never ends

yerreyyerrey Posts: 183
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
i feel a little winded
my heart chimes instead of beating
to get my attention
no one ever listens
even when the acoustics sound rusty

the trail of shedded skin
the past which i bore
still continues to weigh on me
memories are heavier than the task at hand
the simple things i take on
to exhaust me from taking on bigger things
the excuses which keep me breathing
the excuses that keeps perpetuating
the weight placed upon me
it's self-defeating i know
but i'm too afraid of knowing anything else.
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  • imessiahimessiah Posts: 29
    Beautiul :)
    It's a well known fact that drugs have caused paranoia, brain damage, and loss of reality in those that have never taken them.
  • GouletGoulet Posts: 918
    everything always ends

    except death
    that's forever

    unless you believe in reincarnation

    but even that ends eventually

    I guess what I'm trying to say is don't ever start anything
  • BuruBuru Posts: 8,473
    loved the second part of your poem :)
    the first part, I'm not really convinved
    I understand what you're saying though

    Originally posted by yerrey

    the trail of shedded skin
    the past which i bore
    still continues to weigh on me
    memories are heavier than the task at hand
    the simple things i take on
    to exhaust me from taking on bigger things
    the excuses which keep me breathing
    the excuses that keeps perpetuating
    the weight placed upon me
    it's self-defeating i know
    but i'm too afraid of knowing anything else. [/B]
    y la banda de Guille... cuando toca?
  • yerreyyerrey Posts: 183
    thanks...

    pretty the first part of my writing is that the toll my life has taken upon my soul....and it has been weathered - like a car- very badly to the point that my saddness just keep perpetuating despite the terrible condition of my being..
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