I sit here pondering just where the time has gone, why do I feel so lost and alone?
I've seen my share of death...that word which holds me prisoner, scaring me to the bone.
Why are we here to struggle through the journeys of life on this planet called Earth
if it's really true that we begin to die the very minute after our birth?
I've watched my parents grow old, become ill, struggle only to cease their very existence...
still not willing to say good-bye, refusing to let them go as none of this makes any sense.
The house I grew up in and once called my home now comforts another family.
My room now comforts another child, no longer mine for they don't know that it once belonged to me.
I've watched my own children grow up and find their own identities...
forever in my heart their Mom, but no longer needing what I used to be.
I've lost several loves in my life, most not by choice, leaving a few regrets...
so much left to do, will anyone remember me....or do I leave this life like so many others....nothing to remember, everything to forget.
Please don't put me in that cold, hard ground...I'm scared of the dark and I must say that I'm not too thrilled about all that dirt.
And the flames of fire make me nervous...what if my soul feels the pain, cries out, saying that this hurts?
So, Death, please, I beg of you, just pass me by...
let me be, say you could not find me, go away and don't come back.
This will end my way, though I don't know how, for I really, truly am afraid to
D
I
E........
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FEAR
A contest entry
- Darkest Fears by Angelrain.
300 points, ended April 27, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I can relate
the the room in the old house, the courts forced us to sell the house we grew up in even though my mom willed the house to me and my brother, she only had one witness sign the will and according to the law she had to have two witnesses sign it, really broke mt heart.
As far as dying , I don't think any of us have the answer or look forward to dying but like a sunset....when the sun sets and brings on the night at the same time it is a sunrise bringing on a new day. Perhaps life on earth is the womb of eternity. We spend life in the body like babies spend 9 months in their momma and when we die we are born into the spiritual world, we should prepare for our birth.
As far as poetry, you have all the depth and feeling of a soul in your write, I personally think, and it's just my opinion, but I think your lines are too long , could be shortened or even made into two lines where you have one.
It would help your flow and give you a better tempo. Try reading your poem outloud see how it sounds.
I like the meaning and heart you put into your writes and they are the important thing but it is nice to structure it good too I am still working on all of the above myself.
Thanks for sharing
david
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alot of deep thoughts here
this poem was realy sad
but held truth
you wrote this with so much emotion
i have left my home before and wanted it back too
i can relate well with this poem
good luck in the contest
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I really enjoy the piece but you need to follow the rules for me to keep this. either edit this or it will be gone from the contest by this time tomorrow.
please do this, I would like this piece to stay. ^.^ -
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i hope i made the proper corrections and i'm glad you enjoyed my poem. tyvm for the comment!
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