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Array ( [sid] => 135613 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Is there a way...? [time] => 2007-06-28 12:20:25 [hometext] => poem about goin off to college come september...dun wanna move out...ill miss everyone too much :( [bodytext] => As I walk through this silent house,
The world has turned to white ash outside,
Moon glints, and magnifications,
And I’m finding it harder to hide.

And every time I should open up,
Where am I, where are you?
World cascading out of control,
What am I supposed to do?

And I can’t breathe anymore,
Nor can I think or feel,
Harder to differentiate,
Or to decide what’s real.

This tightness in my chest,
The dull ache inside my head,
The tears that keep on falling,
Could this body really be dead?

Transitions of transfixion,
A tilt-a-whirl of madness,
Too much change upon me,
My world is full of sadness.

They say it ain’t too far,
But far enough you see,
Just far enough out there,
To keep them away from me.

And my best friend is leaving me,
She’s been here all along,
To love, support, and guide me,
When everything went wrong.

My family will be waiting,
For the return of someone,
A girl who never really left,
Yet her journey has begun.

And the boy of my dreams,
Who was only ever a phone call away,
To him I want to remain faithful,
I hope I won’t betray.

My world will be flipped,
In a matter of three days,
My life I’ll leave behind me,
And all of my past ways.

Only time will tell,
Whether this was the right decision,
As for this heart of mine,
I need some improvision.

And the caterpillars are alive,
In the hopes that maybe someday,
They’ll become beautiful butterflies,
If only there’s a way....
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Is there a way...?

Contributed by xxnights_childxx on Thursday, 28th June 2007 @ 12:20:25 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

As I walk through this silent house,
The world has turned to white ash outside,
Moon glints, and magnifications,
And I’m finding it harder to hide.

And every time I should open up,
Where am I, where are you?
World cascading out of control,
What am I supposed to do?

And I can’t breathe anymore,
Nor can I think or feel,
Harder to differentiate,
Or to decide what’s real.

This tightness in my chest,
The dull ache inside my head,
The tears that keep on falling,
Could this body really be dead?

Transitions of transfixion,
A tilt-a-whirl of madness,
Too much change upon me,
My world is full of sadness.

They say it ain’t too far,
But far enough you see,
Just far enough out there,
To keep them away from me.

And my best friend is leaving me,
She’s been here all along,
To love, support, and guide me,
When everything went wrong.

My family will be waiting,
For the return of someone,
A girl who never really left,
Yet her journey has begun.

And the boy of my dreams,
Who was only ever a phone call away,
To him I want to remain faithful,
I hope I won’t betray.

My world will be flipped,
In a matter of three days,
My life I’ll leave behind me,
And all of my past ways.

Only time will tell,
Whether this was the right decision,
As for this heart of mine,
I need some improvision.

And the caterpillars are alive,
In the hopes that maybe someday,
They’ll become beautiful butterflies,
If only there’s a way....

Copyright Â© xxnights_childxx ... [ 2007-06-28 12:20:25]
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Re: Is there a way...? (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 28th June 2007 @ 01:23:43 PM AEST
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Oh dear one, the pillars will become beautiful butterflies..

You captured the emotion so tenderly.
A mile stone in your life, one of many and you will flourish!

Good write

~Michelle~

Re: Is there a way...? (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Friday, 29th June 2007 @ 01:10:57 AM AEST
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a very well expressed write.. this is very well worded. I agree with the above comment. you will grow more so later and it is sorta a scary thought to go away.. but good luck

Vampyress Jenni

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