Sipping cold coffee on a cold night
Inside and out
Wondering where it goes from here?
Carry on regardless?
Or face up to reality.
How can a heart suffer so much?
Without breaking in some form or another
It just doesn’t add up
Nothing seems to go right
And I just can’t figure it out
Was it something that happened?
Was it something said?
Was it just a matter of time?
Before it all happened again
And life kicked out once more
Stand and take it just as always
Pretend it didn’t happen again
That feeling of being left out as usual
No place to hide, no place to go
Why now?
Always listened and followed...
Never put anyone last...
Was it a game?
Just tell me, I can take it
Always have...
But why now......?
Why now do the gates of hell beckon...
Once again...?
In a list
A contest entry
- Let us take on the Domain of HELL....all metaphors welcome! by ears2hearyou.
1200 points, ended November 7, 2008, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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to feel the sorrows of a life gone wrong, facing the pain of empty tomorrows, no answers and no way out, as you stare at the gates of hell that we call loneliness...your words tug at my heart and makes me want to hold you
nemehotatse na hetane na hesta 
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Ooooh, that picture is quite scary. Scary like when things happen again and again. Don;t you just wish it wouls stop. Seems fate has a plan for all of us, and if fate wants to smack you down, then we are going to have to learn to take it and rise above it. Is this the lesson we all must learn? Or is there something we keep missing that makes it occurr again and again. You write beautifully, Silent Cougar. I have noticed lately that your write are a little different than what i have been reading, or am i missing something. Tops!
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Is this the one where all the skeletons in people's closets begin to rattle?
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Excellent !
Wow...I really enjoyed the read. You have penned a very clever take on the given prompt and I wish you well in this contest
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Clever..clever..clever...your wit and ink
honored this prompt boldly!
and we heard each word relating to it wisely.
IT has come up several times....
the question and imagery:
does hell have a role in what we learn
painfully and mightily.
some seem to embrace it's lessons learnt,
and others speak of burning in flames of anguish.
Perhaps hell...is how we respond to it...
wonderful is your poem....written so we could
clearly understand and confront it.
ears/Seattle
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Great write Mike! Think we have all shared your sentiments in this excellent poem. I , for reasons unknown to me have this happen alot in my life. I must have kicked the vicars cat at some point.. Bless you...mal
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I sometimes feel like this myself, life seems to smack us down no matter how much we give,no matter how good we try to be. I think its a test of our resolve, to resist the temptations that lie beyond the gates, to ignore the pain and endure the suffering and refuse to be broken by the devils will. Super write my friend
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