Untitled ( It's just me being me)

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    Untitled ( It's just me being me)

    I’m doing this from my soul. I'm doing this from my heart. I'm doing this to the heavens above. My heart, my feelings what should I be feeling right now. Should I cry, laugh, or forget everything that has ever happen, because you know what... Never mind
    The darkness is now evaporating my trust in everything that I have always loved. The rays from the sun, I shall see no more. My pain is THAT I ANGER IN SO MANY WAYS!!!. But how can I put these true expressions out.... Never mind.
    I tried to quit, but you don't understand about these emotions that are coming out. I look in the mirrors and see if this is the same identity from yesterday, but it always changes, it always feeds in my, in my, in my, in my... Never mind.
    I try, I really do try so hard to plant the seeds that I have sown. I trying singing my soul to sleep, but I can't! All that I have worked for lingers and dangles from the oaks that I once trusted. I understood the leaves will come and go in my life and the branches are a maybe, but the ROOTS I would have never thought to just (sigh).... Never mind
    You don't understand because you don't know!! I can feed you over and over again, but will you ever plenty from my words. I’m sad YES! I can say it I AM SAD!! I try to find the words to say to express what I feel. I break it down so you can understand the PAIN! I process so much in but why doesn't it stay.....? You know what...... Never mind

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    organicchick commented on Untitled ( It's just me being me)

    03-31-2009

    I have certainly felt what you have written in this poem many times in my life!!!!You put it into words well!

    dahlusion commented on Untitled ( It's just me being me)

    02-17-2009

    You have said it, exactly the way it needs to be said, now, send it to him, and if it's meant to be it will be, if not, then it will not. That's the law of the universe. Then, rejoice in yourself & the future.

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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