Where I Stand

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  • Loss
    • Tison
    • is listening to music hoping it can help the bordom

    Where I Stand

    Where I stand is not your territory,
    It is my peace of heaven and where
    The dark ages grow.
    Do not be fooled by the signs you
    See, for it is I who put them there;
    And for you not to peek.
    I am isolated to my own conscience world,
    I feel the emptiness inside her.
    She does not know where to stand.
    She does not have her own territory.
    But she’s in love.
    In love with blood that spills slowly
    From her soul.
    And I watch…
    I watch the only
    Person I knew I could save—die.
    She wanted to feel happiness,
    Not sorrow.
    She’s scared—leaving behind everything
    That meant the most to her—life.
    I didn’t have time to save her.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    Tison’s Poems (27)

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    For Old Times Sake 0
    Falling Behind 0
    Only To Be Lost Inside 2
    No Turning Back 1
    Malice's Obsession -3
    Inside 1
    Guilty 3
    Green Grass 2
    Good-Bye 0
    Eternal 1
    Completeness 0
    Calamity 0
    Calamity 0
    No Better Than I 0
    He's Not Telling Me 2
    For the Courage and for the Brave 0
    Crown of Thorns 0
    Temporary 2
    White Locus 0
    Warrior 0
    Smiles Strangle Me 0
    For You 3
    To You I am 1
    Where I Stand 0
    Miserable 2
    Lasting Moments 0
    Bad Habits 3