Life’s small struggles

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    Life’s small struggles


    Life’s small struggles

    I got burned several years behind me now. Finally coming out of my misery of madness countless days spent insane in the brain.

    Wasted years gone by of nights, days full of emptiness of laughter, sunshine, happiness lost forever not to return. Can’t tell if or when my lucidness will ever return was indeed I ever sane at all……. Time does in fact heal the broken heart.

    Stonewalling is the ultimate defense stone fox I am. My mind goes blank with strong expressions of silence. Silence I fall deep into myself lost in my mind of mind never to return Silence golden stream of madness.

    Void of mind can’t express what it feels. Silence can be deadly as I waste away in my gray matter of empty thoughts.

    The things we can touch are only an illusion. Is love an illusion can we touch Love can in fact Love touch us are we all dissolution.

    Distance continual tuning out of emotions for years….. I thank you for breaking my heart that one summer’s day. If it were not for that day I wouldn’t strive to be the person I want to be this day

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    kalel commented on Life’s small struggles

    03-26-2010

    Inspiring way of looking at getting your heart broken, keep on writing, you have a knack for this lost love aspect of poetry.

    Krystle commented on Life’s small struggles

    03-18-2010

    I like this a lot. It is a very true write . Thanks so much for your comment . I look forward to reading more of your work. Thanks again take care and god bless.

    knight4696 commented on Life’s small struggles

    03-12-2010

    This one shows the reader your strength. Your word choice is good but to be honest I found the flow a little off. I think it might flow better if formatted differently and with more punctuation. Still .. the subject matter was conveyed very nicely. Good job. :)

    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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