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depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
edited July 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I reach for heights
I reach for a dream
I find myself
Passing the in-between
I search my heart
Empty my soul
I can not find
Something to behold
I look so high
Nothing below
Footsteps echo
Through these empty shore
Through every bend
Every turn
They looked dismayed
My will warps this way
On last gasp
Then I bid good day
Can’t search inside
There is no glimmer
No guiding light
Can’t find my way
Searched all day
And half the night
I bid my time
Long overdue
Just one last verse
And I’ll be through
A humbled man
Can not compromise
I speak my truths
Hope you realized
Farewell to friends
When I leave this world
Happened last week
Or haven’t you heard
at long last
rest
The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
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  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    I don't like goodbyes or hearing about someone who seems without hope, never loose hope and passion, life can be really beautiful sometimes, a hope for a spark for that fire to smolder, that is what a have for the person in this poem
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    thanks. I took a trip of sorts, and went all by myself. I didn't really do much, just lay around. It was great. I enjoyed being alone, and looked at this as if I were leaving for good.
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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