Fissure

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, Nov 22, 2006.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    Is there a word for this?
    If I could find one,
    could I pin down this nothingness,
    find my way back from this
    nowhere to which I have wandered?
    Sometimes I think that I could.
    If I just knew the why and the where
    maybe I’d be able to fix everything,
    whatever this everything is.
    What is everything, the point of anything,
    when I am nothing?
    I am torn between
    wanting to know what I have done
    and wanting to know what has been done to me.
    The ease with which the
    world falls apart
    frightens me.
    I can barely move
    for fear I might break something.
     
  2. Man oh man do YOU have the power to words - to express yourself, and so many of *our *feelings. As "least of these" has often said, more the shame and sorrow - the place where it comes from - this talent - but a great talent nonethless. It's so hard to express my admiration for your plumbing the depths of the human condition with such grace, inspite of your pain dear one...

    FAL1
     
  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Dearly Beloved;

    I am constantly astounded, humbled, and awed by your power of poetic description.:eek:hmy: :smile: :eek:hmy: :smile: I love your works, I really do.:smile: :smile:

    love,

    least
     
  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    Love it :D
     
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