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Kyric (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My mind body and spirit is weak almost deceased. Theres nothing thats underneath but a bleak and stained sheet of a life that i decree is something from out a scene of a sad and lonely fiends mind searching but for a key. To a door that would explore and ignore his sad thoughts but he bought his ticket thick with the image of grand lots of happiness , perserverence, hed imagined camelot.But king arthur had long been killed andhe fought but stayed lost.\r\nSee the moral of the story iis that glory is but a gory and boring adaptation of joy ,but noone warned me that the further you go in life the strife it gets so heavy ,it buries all the dreams that that littleboy loved to carry ,around up in his crown now the sound of broken levys ,is all that he can hear and the fear has trapped him here ,and his tears and broken spirit fall onlyon deafened ears . now its clear to him The world is just beer and everclear, and its filled with false diamonds and inside him he feels but pain and disdain and now the rain is beating through to his brain , as he lies and looks up at the gray and battered sky he realizes that his dream is now only to die.
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Welcome to this site. Thank you for opening your heart to us. Dream and hope will never die, they are just a little bit far. Keep walking, move on with your broken heart, let time do the healing. One day, you open your eye, you will see the Sun shine in the sky. This is the worst time in your life, things will only get better everyday. Be strong, stay strong, you will pass this hardest test in life.
It feels good to hear that. Ive just recently started writing again . lost alot of my passion in the divorce and ive fallen into a deep depression. Trying to dig out with doing things i used to love. Tears are streaming as im writing this but it feels good that someone heard my message . ty so much for the encouragement!
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