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Oblivion

I am at a loss for words.

At a loss for emotions.

Fighting to stay in step.

Loseing my grip.

Reality fades to black.

At a loss for reason.

For logic.

For anything worth anything.

I'm loseing my touch.

My spark of life.

So much...

All at once...

Gasping...

Breaking...

Tearing and screaming.

Loseing sight of my goals.

I can't seem to stop this.

Can't go back.

Can only fall forward.

Falling...

Broken and bleeding.

Fighting to stand up.

Just one more time.

Only to be knocked down yet again.

I'm at a loss for you.

I'm loseing me.

All that's on the surface.

Has been an automatic defense system.

A shelid.

Paint...

Blocking it all out.

So that I can stand for one more day.

So that I can face you.

For just one more day.

And then another.

I've already lost this battle.

I'm just pressing on for dignities sake.

I'm surrounded.

And there's nothing left.

I'm overwhelmed and overtaken.

I've allowed myself, too many weakness's.

I've fallen too many times.


But here comes yet another day.

So stand up,

Bloodied, bruised and broken.

And take another beating.

Just as you have every other day.

 

 

Copyrighted november 26th 2007 by lizz

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At a loss for words....so help me out here guys!!! I just don't know any more.

have at it...

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  • VoltaicHypnosis gold member
    December 2, 2007

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    I can't imagine my own flame dying, well I can, and it's horrific, and I don't want you to have that! This poem portrays -to me- the fire in your belly flickering all too low. Choices are hard and it takes a really strong person to make certain decisions, to cause pain inside themselves - sacrifice. You are strong. Hang in there coz life has a way of spinning things out of control, then hurtling it forward into brighter times.

    God that sounds like soppy bullshizzit, but it isn't. so there.


    • irishmidnight
      December 3, 2007
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      **hugs tight**

      You always make me smile. No matter how down and out I am. I'm fighting to keep my head up...but with friends like you. I know I can't fall and stay down for long. Thanks for everything babe...and I pray that everything is going well in your life!! **hugs and kisses**