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Echoes In The Lonely Night
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January 2003 Poetry Screaming, crying.
No one hears a word.
Choking, dying,
my death cannot be heard.
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Gasping, rasping.
I need to catch my breath.
Dreaming, screaming,
nightmare causing death.
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Still sleeping, now weeping,
my life is almost gone.
No control, stolen soul,
what have I done so wrong?
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No sight, no light.
It’s all become a blur.
Am I dead? Or still alive?
Now I’m not so sure.
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Just a dream or so it seems,
I wake and scream your name.
Only to find, it’s all in my mind,
All I hear is just the same.
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Echo, Echo,
the walls know your name.
Echo, Echo,
I’ll never be the same.
~*~ Jill ~*~
Quite a profound piece. Speaks to the soul. This one is a keeper!
hey i truly like this one!!!! and its feels like you took the words out of my mouth!!! i feel exactly the same....having a feeling that you are trapped in the middle not knowing if you dead or alive!!!! and you wanna scream on the top of your lungs but no voice comes out!!!! and you will realise that it is hopeless and cant do anything about it!!!*sigh*