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There are no Heroes.

Contributed by alison on Monday, 23rd October 2006 @ 03:12:12 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Always,
There are no heroes,
The way things go within my life's death,
Like the first sunrise of you life,
Leading only to the setting of it,
Fighting the darkness,
With nothing more than a candle,
Tripping and falling,
Over all the knifes on the floor,
Bleeding the pain of your words,
Crying the tears of your actions,
Carrying the suffering you bring,
Loneness my very best friend,
Who holds me in the night,
Rocking me to sleep while waking,
Hopelessly wondering the halls,
Without light to see by,
With knifes in my back,
They all laugh,
With drops of Saturn descending,
To burn the path stilled with death before me,
Ink black droplets of lifeless light slide down,
The sun setting in the background,
Water falling upwards,
Covering my feet and face,
Charcoal gray embers,
Fly into my eyes,
Darkening the midnight,
I have nothing,
I am nothing,
Loneliness my very best friend,
Even has left me,
Most of the time,
Lost in the space of oblivion,
Always,
Because there are no heroes,
In my life's death.





Copyright © alison ... [ 2006-10-23 15:12:12]
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Re: There are no Heroes. (User Rating: 1 )
by ever1der on Monday, 23rd October 2006 @ 04:45:20 PM AEST
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sad, indeed.


Re: There are no Heroes. (User Rating: 1 )
by whiteleo1984 on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 03:54:43 AM AEST
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sad write


Re: There are no Heroes. (User Rating: 1 )
by one-curly-fry on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 08:39:15 PM AEST
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Another sad piece Alison... I like the metaphors in this one however - very powerful imagry.
My best friend is my note book - at least it doesn't mind listening to me.
All I can say is keep on walking... You never know what's around the corner!
Good write!

- Tim




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