There are many places to go,
but only one place seems to remain.
Our past defines who we are,
and the pain comes with the territory.
When we are born we are made soft,
yet in our later years a barrier takes hold.
We do our best to block negativity
because we were taught to pay no mind to it.
It doesn't work that way in the end,
so here we stand.
Parts of us are missing, as with everyone else.
We helped in our own demise, yet knew nothing about it.
Lead to slaughter by our owner's hand, we walk blindly.
Never to truly understand why it has to be this way....
Author notes
I know its vauge. Just don't feel like telling the whole truth. Hope you'll except.
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A contest entry
- Surviving..... by Lil-Bit Crazy.
900 points, ended May 22, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What to do in an insane world?
Comments
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truth is in our heart... which comes out in our poetry and when you pen the words the ones who can understand know how you truely feel.. your trying but still hurting.... great write here.. this piece here to me says u r trying and trying to believe in the positive of what others say but deep down you cant feel it.. i know that all too well... people always trying to get you too see positive when your hurt so bad.. so for them you put on that smile and pretend making up fake positive feelings just so they dont know your pain.... thank you for sharing this and thank you for entering this contest.... let the words of your heart flow for that is truth..... and you dont need to tell the whole story because you already know it... hugs... and again thank you and good luck.......
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Not as vague as perhaps you had hoped.....But truly beautifully penned. "We helped in our demise" sadly I can relate...at times we never even see it coming until the final blow is delivered and we lie there stunned wondering how we missed the signs.
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sometimes not all the truth is needed. this poem had a profound impact on me, on so many different levels. we never do truly understand why things happen the way they do and why things turn out the way that they do. some things in life are still a mystery. you did an excellent job with this poem.
good luck in the contest
mommy loves you
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Vague sometimes gives the biggest impact sis.. it speaks of a frightened soul inside that needs comfort from things that should never have been!
This tears at my heart...
Truely a fantastic penning hun!
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