Don't think.
Don't breathe.
I forgot, but then
I remembered everything.
It doesn't matter, it can't break
anymore than it already has.
But it keeps piercing through me
and I don't think I can fight this.
I don't think I hate you,
but I don't think I know you now.
I couldn't close the cracks
because I don't fit there anymore.
I am insignificant in your hands,
you don't know how to hold me,
but without you, I don't know
how to stand.
It just keeps hurting in the same place
and you've stopped looking;
I thought I could fake this,
but I have frozen over
and I can't escape [your stare]
When I stopped dreaming, did you
feel it?
It aches now where the dream ended
and fear has remained like a postmortem
prophecy.
I couldn't catch you, but I found I didn't want to,
and I'm stuck in rewind, as you keep leaving me
in slow motion.
I didn't cry, as you expected me to.
I just felt...
Hollow.
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"When I stopped dreaming, did you
feel it?
It aches now where the dream ended
and fear has remained like a postmortem
prophecy.
I couldn't catch you, but I found I didn't want to,
and I'm stuck in rewind, as you keep leaving me
in slow motion.
I didn't cry, as you expected me to.
I just felt...
Hollow."
Been there and it does feel Hallow. I like this write it was well done. I really enjoyed it alot. Thank you for sharing this with us -
ah. now it worked
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points?
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the points are worth it.
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perfect
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Fuck... I loved this SO much. It was pure emotion, in your face but with the touch of a true poet. I don't really know what else to say except, you pretty much just described the past three months for me. Lovely poem
Jeanette*~
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You're going to create an ego for me lol. I'm not really sure where this came from, just something I've felt for the last two years but pretty much ignored. It's strange how your own words slap you in the face sometimes.
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