When time is no longer the absence of life
we sit on rocks of negativity until the hunger to
know the truth overwhelmes us.
not knowing the actions of a jealous under-achiever,
not knowing the face of a demon crossing the barrior
between good and evil until its too late.
in a world full of sacrifice, you can only give so much,
and when its gone, and your feelings are gone,
those people know now that they can overpower you,
and the sensitivity you used to have turns into
an unbearable rage that cant be stopped.
no feeling for those who hurt you,
no hurting for those who suddenly have no feeling.
lost in a dream that you cant escape, living,
not believing in life after death, just existing in past tense.
By: Tia M. Thompson
i can relate to this.. not
i can relate to this.. not now but i have once had these same feelings and thoughts.
for me when i thought i was "lost in a dream that you cant escape"
it was not only a sad place but also a very scary one
the thought of never escaping a cycle of pain and anger and eventually numbness
brought fear to me... but im here to tell you.... the cycle CAN be broken you are not trapt
its a lie... thats what i believe because i have come out of that same dream
i love this poem... you have captured a peice of myself that i tried to but you did it with such honesty
that at the time i could not find
good job :)
wow.. this one kinda hit me
wow.. this one kinda hit me right where I am right now. this is a very deep poem where only few who are reading it are reading more than just words.