Swept away on the
tide of troubled waters
she struggles with the
raw emotions of fear;
Dragged down into self
recriminations, allowing this
cold reality to creep onwards;
Where will it all end?...mortality
...God forbid, she mutters;
Illusions of normality fight to
the fore,where once the smooth
flow of contentment reigned supreme;
Another day...the fight goes on with
a little less effort;
Dignity has dropped her wings
of support and in it's place
comes contempt and self
loathing;
Rid the soul of flightful
fancy...stop lying to inner
truth;
Gathering tatters of calm
she climbs once more into
the limelight of everyday and
places the mask of normal onto
a tired and fragile face.
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Written July 3rd, 2006
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Many thanks for your support and comments, as always all is appreciated
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I appreciate your kindness
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Thank you Di...as for fantasy or fact....who knows
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Thank you
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Muy perfecto!
WOOT! This is an excellent piece, very much a part of myself now. I could totally connect to it, and probably have written something similiar about a year or two ago. It was wonderfully set up, and I especially liked the picture. Great work! Keep it up! -
Amazing as usual. Talent seeps from every crevice of this beautiful piece. It tugged at something inside of me and stirred my imagination. Great job, love.
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Hi my dear friend this is a very good poem but it made me feel so sad, a story of torment of the heart, I hope it is not a personal write and just fantasy, very good you have my applause, hugs Di
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This is very good. Nice Photo!!!
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