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The Light, My Saviour
Contributed by
another_dimension
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Monday, 14th June 2004 @ 07:00:49 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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To think
i was once convinced
i was worthless
To think
I onced hated my self,
loathed my self
to the deepest point of my soul
Such disgust
in ones self
can cause self mutilation
and for the scars to heal red
proves the intensity of the hatred
I had inside my heart
I was diseased
I wanted to cut it out
I needed something to divert my mind
because i couldnt control my thoughts
They mis-led me to a dark place
and encaged me there
It seemed I'd be there forever.
It was pitch black, the top was as small as a dot
In this deep, empty hole.
I could not see anything
It was so cold, after a while i became numb
and I could not feel a thing..
No hate
No sadness
No love
No regret
No pain
No pleasure
Just a constant sensation of nothing at all
But then..
One day
a light
shone into this dark place
shining down warm rays of
something i had did not think existed
I gazed up to this stranger
this immaculate star
has it chosen me?
have i been chosen?
It seems i have..
All of a sudden
a ladder slid down
and lit up as bright as the light i could see
I began to climb
It all felt so great
But within me was still doubt
it was taking so long to reach the top,
i could not see the top
and i'd been climbing for so long
and times i gave up and began to climb back down
At times i got tired and decided to let go
but this ladder still stayed there
not budging
not moving
still glowing as bright as it did in the beginning.
The ladder was warm
and smooth,
The touch of its material was soothing
and comforting
I was not familiar with this sensation
I was not sure what it was
nor if it was real..
But i craved the top so badly
even when i began to get tired
I carried on climbing
and climbing
falling slightly but then climbing some more
I'd hardly noticed i was coming near to the top
when i came face to face with the light
It was there
right infront of me
it blinded me at first
but my vision slowly adjusted
and the being became clear
It was him
My love
My saviour
His name
Laurence Keiron O'Toole
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2004-06-14 07:00:49]
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Re: The Light, My Saviour
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by pixie on
Monday, 14th June 2004 @ 07:12:36 AM AEST
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beautiful ending... great poem,
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