When did it begin?
This vile disgusting creature within.
That brings forth
ohhh so much pain.
Deep down into the pit of my stomach
I feel it growing
feeding off the very essence that keeps me alive.
Slowly stealing this precious gift of life.
When will it end?
When I finally give up hope?
Is it a sin to give up hope?
Is it selfish of me to want it to end?
Knowing how much pain and sorrow this desire will bring.
Get out ...get out... dont see me like this.
Leave me alone.
I know you love me
But dont see me like this...not like this.
Thoughts...painful thoughts...
Why...why me?
Time...if only I had time.
Maybe...then maybe?
The cure is worse than the pain.
I will not go through it again.
The waiting....waiting
Waiting for a word
Hoping for it to vanish
Into the mire whence it came.
Never to return.
But it did....
Now the nightmare begins again.
I just want to sleep without pain.
In peaceful sleep.
Forever.
A contest entry
- Rich Words and Strong Emotions by thankful4theSuNsEt.
600 points, ended December 31, 2006, 32 entries
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Comments
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awesome
hope is its own torture but its on cure. for how can anythig succeed without the belief of its success. i read my newest poem its almost the same but ends a little different and is more involving not just of hope. i liked the imagery, and the thought process. i can feel the hopelessness. definately worth reading more than once.
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awww. don't give up hope...that's one of the most beautiful gifts we could ever have. keep holding on, and keep writing!
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