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the charging - senseless?
Contributed by
thedarkestsheep
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Wednesday, 30th September 2009 @ 04:20:10 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Im getting quicker forgetting and leaving back those who just take what they need
And then Id never hear a word of them again
Squeezed out, exhausted, left behind in the huge rubbish bin called my world
And hoping and waiting for someone whod open it to have a look if theres something left to be dissaved
And Im getting faster trying to open it myself again and put my head and look around me
Searching for anything, anybody thats supposed to be waiting out there
All passing by all trying to find something full to perforate it
And to put their mouthpieces on its surfaces and refill themselfes
Just letting it run out of the more or less filled bodies till the last drop
Directly into the the mouth, and directly into the heart
Leaving back slack thin empty dull bodies
Now what am I supposed to do?
Again and again the same?
Refill myself by perishable energy?
Tell myself that the warmth is real?
Do the same as everybody does?
Recharge myself by fleeting energy that I suck out of everybody?
Now am I getting quicker backfilling myself or being sucked dry completely again?
The one thing must go along with the other
But should I just stop padding myself so theyd all leave me alone?
And wait for being filled up by the one thats supposed to be inside of me?
-indestructilbe energy
-or should I call it love??
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Re: the charging - senseless?
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by Antzus on
Thursday, 1st October 2009 @ 07:20:37 AM AEST
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So many questions!
This title is appropriate - the body of the text just feels relentless. The themes, the feelings, abstract as they are they feel familiar to me - as though I can relate to you. Reminds me of "quiet desperation", or something from Dostoevsky |
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