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March 7, 2014
By Authorintraining88 GOLD, Somewhere:p, Massachusetts
Authorintraining88 GOLD, Somewhere:p, Massachusetts
11 articles 1 photo 25 comments

Favorite Quote:
You are the universe experiencing itself

Your laugh keeps me awake at night.
Your smile disrupts my dreams.
Your words replay through my mind,
Like a song frozen on repeat.

A sky of white plaster blankets me.
The bed sinks through the floor,
Becoming my grave.

A cracked window lets in the warm breeze.
It glides over my skin.
Still, I shudder.

My eyes glisten.
A drop of longing rolls out of my soul.
I try to shove it back,
Pretend I am fine on my own.

My hand lies limp to the side,
I twirl my fingers in the empty air.
I want to scream,
But I don’t have the energy.

I fall back into my sky.
Your eyes twinkle like a million stars in my wake.
But they do not see me.

I pray for the sun,
To take away the pain.
She denies me,
Tells me to wait.

My brain scratches itself,
Claws at the uncertainty.
Tormented by memories.
Some lived, some imagined.

My face is a portrait.
The tears paint the pain.

I am left fading into the sky.

And it is killing me.

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This article has 4 comments.

Rustune SILVER said...
on Mar. 16 2014 at 12:32 pm
Rustune SILVER, Bedford, New York
7 articles 0 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
“I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. -Charles Bukowski

pretty good :)

on Mar. 12 2014 at 11:51 pm
WickedDreamer PLATINUM, Salem, Other
30 articles 0 photos 28 comments

Favorite Quote:
The legacy you leave is the one you live

Very fine and deep words! :)

Sail_ BRONZE said...
on Mar. 12 2014 at 6:35 pm
Sail_ BRONZE, Eugene, Oregon
3 articles 10 photos 196 comments
This was amazing! Really, I loved it!

Harri SILVER said...
on Mar. 12 2014 at 5:33 pm
Harri SILVER, Auburn Hills, Michigan
5 articles 0 photos 63 comments
   The depth was great and I could feel what the person in the poem felt. Keep up the good work.