TheRedQueen Posted June 22, 2006 Share Posted June 22, 2006 reading till dawn sleep is just a dream at this point, I look back and everything seems so far away the constant of change is eviscerating, have an image of a void consuming itself love is the opposite of loneliness, ashes to ashes everything crashes the fear of being erased has me tracing my past on paper looking back like pictures capturing moments ending, realizations made in retrospect are far too cold to be comforting yet another night filled with fear and doubt, sleep fails me and memories take place of dreams sometimes there's just too much of nothing, or too little of something, forever holding me back I swear these memories are relentless, these self-appointed warriors of my past, as they disarm all thoughts of acceptance, by refusing to let me forget Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Daddy Bear Posted June 22, 2006 Share Posted June 22, 2006 brilliant. i am overcome with envy for your mastery of the language and your capacity for deep thought. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brando Posted June 22, 2006 Share Posted June 22, 2006 these self-appointed warriors of my past, as they disarm all thoughts of acceptance, by refusing to let me forget great lines Red Queen.. nice use of language..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
yeawutever Posted June 26, 2006 Share Posted June 26, 2006 Very nice poem!!!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
melrich Posted June 26, 2006 Share Posted June 26, 2006 For me there is one great line in this poem, "the fear of being erased has me tracing my past on paper" I'm not sure the rest of the poem does it justice but I think you could build something really good around that line. Wish I had written it. Cheers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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