I try to live in the past
but I end up re-living history.
I try to stay in the present
but I end up creating an unwanted future.
I try to paint a better future
but I fill a canvass of black and gray.
I listen to the tuneless melody
life has to play for me.
I draw the blueprint of my heart
but I can't seem to find the builder.
My mind is a maze that I get lost in
why do you think you can find me?
I search for love and all I find is hate,
If you touch me I break to pieces.
I am the missing link to the chain of life,
but I can't seem to fit in the puzzle of love
A contest entry
- Haunting past by EeyoreUK.
300 points, ended August 29, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - You by Demington.
850 points, ended September 3, 2008, 20 entries
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This poem is cliche all the way up until the end...
"I am the missing link to the chain of life,
but I can't seem to fit in the puzzle of love"
Perhaps this has already been said somewhere else. But I heard these last two lines first from you. Very interesting. -
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hmmmm cliche hunh? well thanks for the critique doe but the last line is all me i made it up xx
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And I believe it. It is one of those ideas that you hear and think about for the rest of the day.
If you could build a poem out of fresh material like that, well...I'd be very jealous of you.
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loool
awww thank you u can be jealous of me all you want hehe xx
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well this is certainly a touching piece. Thanks for entering and best of luck in the contest.
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thank you!!
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