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Reliving The Lost

Desperate, for a heart, that no longer beats for me
I live with reminders of who I was before you loved me

The scenes play in fast forward
I see glimpses of a young girl
Hiding in the shadows of her own life




I hear her whispers, praying for God to bring her home
She yearns to dance on the streets of heaven

To be released from this everyday hell

Straddling the line between grief and heartbreak
Not giving in to either evil

I feel the pain consuming her
She tries to escape, but the pull is too strong

…..falling…..

Into arms that shield her from all that seeks to destroy her
And in an instant I recognize her

The love that saved her
Is the same love, which breaks her apart now

How did I miss it?
The moment when you no longer needed me
And your love stopped belonging to me…

Confusion takes over rational thoughts
Staring into the eyes, of the reflection in the mirror
Who’s life am I living?

Diving deeper into the pain you’ve given to me
Holding it out for me to take
Breaking my heart
And leaving me at the doorstep,
of the girl you once rescued me from


Don't I deserve more than this...... life?

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  • depressedpoet
    November 2, 2008
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    hey chriss thanks for the tip im new at this and i thuink ill check that ou


  • Samplette gold member
    August 22, 2008

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    A very deep piece of poetry. The pain is woven between each line. An awesome write, I just hate that you were hurting so much when you wrote it.
    Sam

  • Just4u
    August 13, 2008

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    Hurt comes when what's held in mind conflicts with
    what is really happening in the moment. We have not
    choice in what comes, but only in our REaction
    to that action, and there in lies our strength.

    We can choose to let past dominate the present or
    we can choose to plot our own course in the current
    of life.

    Before the invention of sails, man merely drifting
    along with the current, now with modern technology
    he often moves "against" it.

    By forcing our will we assume we have the power,
    but do we really?
    There are still boats that vanish all the time
    by not working in "cooperation" of the tides.

    There will be good and bad times all through you
    life, but it is you who always has the choice of
    whether you will let them control you or whether
    you will rise above them to move forward.

    All that is required is to simply get up one more
    time than life knocks us down...

    Hugs...Eddy