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Constantly seeking

Constantly searching

Constantly looking

trying to find.


Forever changing

Forever hiding

Forever disguising

what I see inside.


Please don't look too deep inside

for what you find may make you cry.


For in truth of what lies

is a horror I so despise.


Damaged and broken is the child who resides here

living within hopelessness succumbing to fear.


I cannot escape my sorrowful past

crushing my spirit under the weight it casts.


Can there be no Solitude for me?

Or must I drown in my misery?


Unable to let go and just be free

to forget what's past and finally be me.

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Written November 14th, 2006

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  • ibsons hysops
    June 1, 2007

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    love the incredibled conclusions you've led us to! beautifully written!

  • cadm14
    May 16, 2007

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    "Unable to let go and just be free
    to forget what's past and finally be me."
    altogether this poem creates such a sadness and anger. however, it is the last two sentences that I feel real close to. I sometimes feel that way, and to read it in someone else's work, makes it that much easier to admit and to work on. anyhow, im rambling, when all i mean to say is this is wonderful. thanks for the read.


  • Endeavor gold member
    May 10, 2007

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    Excellent


    Can there be no Solitude for me?
    Or must I drown in my misery?

    Unable to let go and just be free
    to forget what's past and finally be me.

    Great ending, wonderfull write

    Rick


  • left
    March 2, 2007

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    Many conventions of this world are so void of reason, so full of matters that do not really matter. It tells us often to focus on this and to ignore that, while our hearts disagree. But when sharing our feelings we become unacceptable, out of order or worse. many seem to be lying to themselves and others with astonishing ease, just because it is considered to be politically correct to behave hypocritically. But what is not done, is felt most intensely often. It is no wonder that this world is becoming more schitzo with each instant. It gives shrinks a lot of work, increases the shortage of loony bins and creates huge markets for all sort of pills, but it just isn't right. Thank you for creating and sharing. Take care,

    U

  • CodysPrincess
    January 4, 2007

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    A

    I liked it. The whole moving on and not looking back this is very inspiring. I've had traumatic experiences in my younger life and I agree that it's horrible and sometimes you may feel prisoner to it but you have to just eventually let it go. It's hard. Although the poem was short, it was well expressed. Thanks for the read. Best wishes and Good luck.

    ~jessica

  • SenoraArcadio
    January 2, 2007

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    This is a great poem I really evjoyed it!! God Bless you!! And thanks for the comment that you gave my poem!
  • Joseph Gregory
    January 2, 2007

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    reading all the comments on this piece i must concur with everyone saying that you have managed to reach many people. its like your writting about me. "the warrior poet" told me accomplishing this task{reaching people} is what we should strive for. you have done that. thank you.


  • face down
    December 24, 2006

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    Great poem! I love how you express the emotions so well. I dont know why but I especially love the ending.

  • Xxxxxxxxx
    December 10, 2006

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    Haunting

    this piece....it feels like the soul of someone i love dearly and the inner battle in a war that she is unwanting to fight sometimes.


  • Endeavor gold member
    December 10, 2006
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    Excellent

    I seldom say Excellent on a secound read. You do have a gift. You also have a past. Like a spot that will not wash out of a white dress. You do not say outright the trama, but I sugest a resolution be found. You know the answer.

    Well written

    Rick

  • Endeavor gold member
    December 8, 2006
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    Good

    Compeling words

    As a reader I wish for a hint of the past distress

    A few words would have increased the impact of all said

    I cannot escape my sorrowful past

    crushing my spirit under the weight it casts.



    Can there be no Solitude for me?

    Or must I drown in my misery?



    Unable to let go and just be free

    to forget what's past and finally be me.


    Rick


  • November 28, 2006

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    Defining recollections are who you were

    May I look into the past to clearly and finally see the life defining moments that broke the mold of me.
    My morrows will be fuller than any dreams I may conspire and lead me into a brighter day of warmth by my hearts fire.
    For all morrows unfold before me as I desire them to be and there from the light within I shall discover a better me.

    Very deeply written from a place of pain. The hardest part of life it seems is recalling the past has nothing to do with what the morrow brings.

    Art

  • pellets007
    November 23, 2006

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    Very Good

    Your poem was very well written, i love the way you put into words. And I absolutly died for the last stanza. This poem flowed greatly, and I wish you luck in my contest!

  • panegyric ink
    November 22, 2006
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    ilovethecravingsyousend.

  • chrisky1
    November 18, 2006

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    Very Good

    If only we all could just be ourselves. The past can not be changed,today is what is inportant, I fill torment when I read this poem. the things that bite at us and wont let go, In the end we ourselves must let go.You touched me. That is what I look for in any write. Thank You

  • azure85 gold member
    November 18, 2006

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    An interesting insight into what lies within many, the remnants of childhood that shatter the present.

    "Damaged and broken is the child who resides here

    living within hopelessness succumbing to fear."

    May they always overcome the past with the beauty of the future ahead of them. Very well written.
  • onehappy1
    November 18, 2006

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    Great

    very heart-wrenching poem.Sad and yet we all go through a little piece of this in our lives.Your life is what you eventully make it.Very well written work.
    I enjoyed it very much.Write on!!!!

    . Rewarded 4


  • Jadon
    November 15, 2006
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    The sorrows and pains of the past do set us on a path. Thankfully the sunshine of present days over which we have more control allow us to improve our situations.
    I liked your final line "to forget what's past and finally be me." That is our challenge in life is it not?

  • DesolatELifE
    November 15, 2006
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    to tired to comment. very good

  • Iohagh
    November 14, 2006
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    Darling

    You talk my talk
    my life in chalk
    drawn upon the sidewalks
    stepped upon by walks.

    Smoosh

    Janet

  • Little Feather Greeters member
    November 14, 2006
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    Thank you for pointing out those typos. I appreciate it, I would never get mad or be upset if you point out mistakes. I am only too happy to have the help because sometimes the spell checker doesn't catch everything and sometimes I gloss over it when trying to add poems qickly.

  • NeanderthalMan
    November 14, 2006
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    Bravo

    Deftly written, the flow is excellent - keep it up, sometimesthe past can bite. But when you write - you know everything will be alright.
    Edited on Nov 14, 7:23 p.m. because ''.

  • Sgt B
    November 14, 2006
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    I have typed & retyped my comment. Wow so emotional & heart felt. I think everyone will be able to relate to this one. The flow was so well that a few typos flew by the first time I read them but Maybe I can help. Please don't get mad as I love this one. Am only trying to help as others have me.

    Please don't look to deep inside (too?)
    living with in hopelessness succumbing to fear. (within?)
    Great job, ~Ron~

  • Baby Girl 25
    November 14, 2006
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    It really hit close to home, but God pulled me out & I'm not there anymore.
    Edited on Nov 14, 6:18 p.m. because ''.

  • BeautifulCalamity08
    November 14, 2006
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    Wonderfully written my dear! This piece is a very good piece, it flows well and rhymes well...this is a very good piece. I can really relate to every word in this poem....

    Wonderful write...thanks for posting this!

    With Words Of Love and Hope,
    Lee-Ann
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