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#565
Contributed by
Bunni
on
Monday, 29th March 2004 @ 08:28:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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dreams take me from
my distorted reality
i'm probably better off
like that anyway
misery, misery
it sleeps in my shadow
it sleeps in my heart
it sleeps in my dreams
corruption
thrives on innocent minds
i've made a deal with the devil
we all have once in our lives
seduce me with
your smooth chocolate voice
and maybe i'll reconsider
what killed me, well,
it was the arsenic
numbing my feelings and
numbing my brain
who killed me, well,
that's much tougher
i can't quite say
so who is to blame?
the devil asks for a mighty
high price--you better watch
what you're wishing for
all of my thoughts are now
jumbled and stupid;
what i thought was right
now is wrong and
i can't seem to do anything right
it seems i've finally crashed after all
misery, misery
takes me over
so hard to resist
i resort to my dreams,
that magical world
where i'm always right
but i seem to be tortured
all the same
ah well, you know what they say--
pain makes you wiser...
or that's what i say
fire, loom over me
burn off this velvet sheet of depression
for i need to breathe
o, blessed confusion
take me away
from my yellow demise
i'm just tired of all of this
my only escape is sleep
but my misery sleeps there
and i'm afraid to awaken it
but it wakes on its own
it lives in my tears
it lives in my words
it lives in my blood
and it refuses to leave
help me
because i can't seem
to help myself
--end--
Copyright ©
Bunni
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2004-03-29 20:28:35]
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Re: #565
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by Spike on
Sunday, 11th April 2004 @ 08:17:07 AM AEST
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| I love it. A terrific eg of heartfelt, existential prose poetry. I loved the imagery and the smooth transistions. I have been in this state on more than one occasion, so it speaks to me on a personal level as well. Good stuff. |
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Re: #565
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by Luxx on
Sunday, 11th April 2004 @ 08:52:44 PM AEST
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| holy crap....thats like....so good....like SO good.... |
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