I know that they exist, but I only feel myself
I can only heal myself, for they exist as nothing else
Nothing else but bleeding shadows, caring for their own
Sharing is unknown, when youre face to face staring at alone
The sparing of my bones humors the tearing at my soul
Have you ever felt this cold when the sun sets above the globe?
Though the weather warms me, its their lack that cools my heart
Its their path that moons my dark, for detached I soon depart
But departing leaves me here...exactly where ive been
The place where they exist...the place where shadows grin
the place where they consist...A place I dont channel in
A battle I cant win, so beneath the gravel I must end...
A contest entry
- Tell Me Your Troubles by KatherineAnne.
550 points, ended July 8, 59 entries
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Comments
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Wow. An intense piece. The intensity goes great with what you are saying. And your last line is a great way to end the poem, but please... I hope you don't really feel that way. Don't give up.
Thank you for this astounding piece and goodluck in the contest =)
-Kati
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