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hourglass of tears

it is cold
wind howling
trees sha-



king clouds dark rolling by keeps me inside
today, at least that is the excuse for now
rain is sliding like tears down the window
drip, drip, drip is the sound from corners
drip, drip, drip as tear drops continue
washing away the dirt which blocks
my view of all that is to be
seen from my clouded eyes
washing the filth and
the grime
grime which has built
over a long, long period
of time which was stolen by
none other than myself for i truly
am my own worse enemy as i've contined
allowing others to run my life.  i allowed
the pain, the heartache to drip, drip, drip
all over my life and now the rain drops are
crying over my eyes and washing it all away

Author notes

i realized that i let him steal my life rather than him taking it.  i sat by and let it happen.


Written January 31st, 2006

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  • Gwenevere
    January 31, 2006
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    Very unusual.How often we allow others to affect our lives,Influenced by others.Their pain becomes our pain, destrying us.Sometimes we ned to walk away and find the sunshine once more, Ros


  • abstract-poet
    January 31, 2006
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    Fantastic free form piece! I love the way you played with word placement. Even though it's shaped like an hourglass, it reminds me of the way rain slides down a window; the way it rolls down, becoming smaller until it combines itself with another raindrop. Very well written.