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  • Confusion

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    slid so fast into the dark,

    pushing blindly past the shit.

    Never tried to stop

    At full speed when I hit.

    Couldn’t see it coming

    Didn’t really care.

    What’s the point in slowing down

    If your not getting anywhere.

    Running from the past

    Never looking back,

    Repeating the mistakes

    Increasing what I lack.

    It’s not about destruction

    Or causing people pain.

    I just want some comfort

    To try and keep me sane.

    What’s the point in sleeping

    There’s no answer there.

    Just the dreams that keep me

    From being anywhere

    Looking for the end of this

    Trying not to scream.

    I can face the truth

    If you can tell me what it means…

     

     

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    redbloodink commented on blur

    02-01-2010

    Ohhh the quest for the answers pain and all that one goes through walking lifes' quest...... great write ...... red
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    BigDaddyCash commented on blur

    11-23-2009

    I don't know why so many young lovers get lost in the quest for life. Is it because they don't give enough of themselves to lay a strong foundation to build their castle of dreams or is it because they take more than they give. If you feel that what you give is what you get and you really believe that to be true then you should give all that you’ve got and then some. If you want the great rewards life has to offer then bond your relationship with the strongest adhesive. Treat love like you would a rose garden, use the most fertile soil, cultivate and nurture it and water it with sweat and tears. I started to write you compliment for your poetic arrangement of words but the writer in me took control of my keyboard and when that happens all I can do is let the words flow. My fingers took over and printed out more than I intended to give and my comment turned into a synopsis for your talented poetic endeavor. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. LOL, BDC
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    Roadie commented on blur

    07-12-2009

    Very nice, ma'am. Very nice indeed. Your rhythm and meter are very good, and the message just screams itself to the reader. Great piece. Thanks for sharing. 10
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    cmlestrade commented on blur

    07-06-2009

    I think your poem captured the meaning very well. The irony displayed and the voice was consistent throughout. Your word selection just enabled me, the reader to enjoy the poem more. It's a very original approach to an old topic. thanks for the good read.
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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