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I have writers block
Nothing to place into words
No clever way to say anything
Be it truth or absurdity
I’m not even sure if the world has even heard of me
I feel so cast aside… thoughts in delay
Some form of mental decay
It hurts to read anymore…
So in pain I plan to be today
My heart has left me, not a breath of compassion
In some high societal fashion
I in view of a few am still a sight to behold
But I feel I don’t be whole…
Does this mean I’m alive?
Maybe off the nearest cliff…
Should I dive?
Too bad I live in the flatlands of an island
Drown at best, my quickest demise
No other way to take it…
Life is so not easy
I’m not sure I could handle two…
But then, if I have them… so I must
So here we are now… two lives…
One consciousness… no agenda
Two halves of a tortured soul
Held together by sheer opposition to what stands
Before them… even so they still face each other
Inside this island … defined by plains surrounded by water…
What are…
My writers words… defining nothing but in silence
Sometimes I can’t argue with it… or run…
So I feel I am not a writer… so why do I have
Writer’s block…
Copyright ©2009 Victorious Dark (Real Name is the meaning)
Nothing to place into words
No clever way to say anything
Be it truth or absurdity
I’m not even sure if the world has even heard of me
I feel so cast aside… thoughts in delay
Some form of mental decay
It hurts to read anymore…
So in pain I plan to be today
My heart has left me, not a breath of compassion
In some high societal fashion
I in view of a few am still a sight to behold
But I feel I don’t be whole…
Does this mean I’m alive?
Maybe off the nearest cliff…
Should I dive?
Too bad I live in the flatlands of an island
Drown at best, my quickest demise
No other way to take it…
Life is so not easy
I’m not sure I could handle two…
But then, if I have them… so I must
So here we are now… two lives…
One consciousness… no agenda
Two halves of a tortured soul
Held together by sheer opposition to what stands
Before them… even so they still face each other
Inside this island … defined by plains surrounded by water…
What are…
My writers words… defining nothing but in silence
Sometimes I can’t argue with it… or run…
So I feel I am not a writer… so why do I have
Writer’s block…
Copyright ©2009 Victorious Dark (Real Name is the meaning)
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Permalink Reply by PHILLYSWEETS on -
Thats fly very deep........................
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Permalink Reply by Dark on -
Rod where you at man? Thanks for the ups! I dropped this one for all us folk still keeping the science in check... God Bless yall... Hey Sweet One Philly thanks for the love... You still got time for the group? I am getting ready to drop something soon for that... I know most of us know each other a bit but I think it would be cool for us to do that thing like Peace Queen did in the Group forum... mail me with any suggestions,,,
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