Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by curtius, Dec 28, 2006.

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  1. curtius

    curtius Well-Known Member

    Sitting in my favorite spot
    Surveying it all from here
    Fighting my thoughts -
    Tho they're all I've got
    Waiting until it clears...

    Time has its ways
    Of showing you things
    In your darkest of days
    In the light of your dreams
    Right when your safe
    It suddenly seems
    The dark of your days
    Is your brightest belief...

    What if you're meant
    To live in the dark?
    What if you're life
    Is the scariest part?
    Sheltered from others
    The dark of their light?
    What if you're safest
    When you cant feel you're heart?

    I sit in my spot
    As the feelings repeat
    The questions I've asked
    Spread out at my feet
    I sit and I vulture
    A reflection of me
    And ponder it over
    What I used to be...

    I sit and reflect
    All the people I've known
    The love I have given
    The love I've let go
    The hurt I have caused
    Compassion I've shown
    Is this really liveing?
    Will I ever know?

    Somehow I'm still empty
    I know what I've done
    My life has been full
    More than enough
    But somehow it greys
    In the light it all fades
    So I hide in my shadows
    In the dark of my shade...

    I know I could make
    This all go away
    I know the power
    I know the way...
    But what if Im meant
    To live
    To fall?
    What if my life
    Is to mean nothing at all?
    In fog where the grey
    Outshadows the blue
    Where angels are lost
    And pain is subdued
    The weight of the cost
    Is the burden that you
    Know that somehow
    Will carry you thru.

  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Glad to see you again!:smile: :smile: You've still got it!:wink: :smile: Damn you're good!:eek:hmy:


  3. BrokenPieces

    BrokenPieces Well-Known Member

    beautifully done...

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