Free in This World of Hate and Greed, by Loneliness is condescending
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Cascading in to the blankness of my hidden soul
Stumbling in this unknown territory of emptiness
Why is there nothing here, I thought you filled it with your
love
It's just a hollow shell of lies
Searching for my forgotten goal
Your eyes gaze into mine answerless
Lastly I am void of ....
I thought you were so Wise
All I want is to feel again
How could death have taken so much?
What we had cost so little but now...
Please someone save me from myself
I need things to go back before Then
My dreams have slipped from my clutch
I gave to a solemn vow
A promise in itself
Silence and darkness in its purity
Lost with in this dark void
I hear you calling out for me again
False hopes built up so high
If I could only cry things would be better
But my tears dried up along time ago
Still that pain is pushing up against my chest
My heart is dead I see that now
I'm sorry for the pain I caused you
Can't make you understand the pain of feeling nothing
This endless darkness is my paradise
Forever my seclusion
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Posted: 2005-11-02 04:32:26 UTC |
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2005-12-14 07:15:42 | lost the lonely dead |
"what heart?" (the name of a new poem)
-a response to you and to others |