Surrounded by Death my life is slowing down into a null existence
I will never understand why I can never hold strong any more.
I must be weak
Slowly falling into Oblivion as life seems to pass by with out a care
Time passes yet I can not move
Coughing
darkness surrounds my body
To many have died for a lost cause
This so called war on terror has gone on for 2 long
to many of my friends have been killed in combat
My emotions are bottled up into a small container
my mind doesn't work
I'm told to work but physically and mentally I can't recover
I sit listening to the same melodies you would play around the fire
Those soft words that would be sung shall never ring out again
All I can think about are the sweet songs we would listen to
But I will never be able to listen to them again.
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Author:
The Lost One (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 25th, 2011 10:20
- Comment from author about the poem: Just what death has done to my life
- Category: Gothic
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Comments3
A beautiful exposition of despair and helplessness.
Wow. You've excellently depicted the feelings, sentiments, condition. Deadening....... Excellent!! And so very grievous. You make me begin to feel it.
I tend to try to put my reader into my mind and body to show them how I feel rather then just see words on paper
That's great....I like to be taken elsewhere, as do so many....seems a rather enviable skill to be able to do so, something like an art, and a way of moving people for good or evil, for thereby they are now in your hands, you know?
yeah I find it hard at times to try and sway people to understand where I'm coming from and what I'm trying to say, but at times I can figure it out and be able to take someones mind and place it inside my hands to show them what I see all around me.
Excellent!
Very sad, you draw your audience in and leave a sad empty spot.
great work. have a great day, diamond
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