laying in a room shrouded in darkness
crying out in unseen agony
why am I always different no matter what I do
to fit in
you've heard ,the square peg in' round hole
I hear the way she cries at night
while I lie fighting off the nightmares
she want's to help but don't know how
while she's fighting off demons of her own
I have laughed with her and cried with her
shed blood and sweat with her
but what hurts the most is loving her
when we both can see the writings on the wall
that says one day
one of us will walk out on the other
to be yourself in a world that is
constantly trying to make you
into something else is hard
to be understood by other people while you do it
is even harder
two people trying to do it at the same time is imposable
I find myself on my knees begging
pleading and praying to no avail
guess I'll just leave the praying
to the preacher man who smells like gin
and watch her walk away even if it kills me
the penance for my sins for I refuse to ask
for absolution
my only hope is that she finds contentment
~ D Donner ~
I have loved to the point of madness. That, which is called madness. That, which to me, is the only sensible way to love.
— Françoise Sagan ~
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Your words here truly reflect the strength that lies within your heart.
You express your feelings so well in your writing,and that makes you an excellent artist!
Peace and Love,
Kaitlin
Painful to read
i have been here.
its very difficult to read,witness or experience.
im at a loss as to what I might say.
i can appreciate the way you wrote it,very well.
But I'd rather find words to comfort you so how.
thats just me,
Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
I refuse to talk with a
I refuse to talk with a overeducated Idiot who has NEVER felt the pain or fear
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
Uh, Dan
about that...Sooooo, poets as shrinks. Hmmmmm. Works for you, works for poets. I have also improved reading PostPoems writers and guess what? You make me a better writer.
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~ A ~
Daniel
Nothing I've read that you write "sucks".
and I realize you are doing it to purge emotions.
you don't know me well enough yet.
ive also been thru utter hell.
it causes me to want to comfort you.
but you don't seem to accept attempts to try to comfort you.
im tender hearted Its going to be me commenting out of caring.
you aren't gonna chase me away.
stuck with ihis fellow poetess,
Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
Ah hell I'm not trying to
Ah hell I'm not trying to chase anyone off ! I'm just letting you know I'm going to be a hard nut to crack
Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces
Fishing
Is good!
dogs are great!
mine died right fore I moved.
i wailed over her .
keep writing, do as u need to do.
Talkng about my husbands suicide helped me
i found it odd I wanted to.
sleep well
ive still got trouble sleeping
Koko
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
Trying only
to better myself.
thats a huge task.
Enuff for a lifetime.
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
Koko
I try fail try something else. I sleep great. I had minor eye surger recently and they said I woke up singing. Pleasant dreams for you and DD, may you wake up singing too. ~ Stella The Shrink~
Lady A
thank you for caring.
blessings.
sing it long,clear and loudly!
heart to heart
A warmth of words
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words