From the pit of this endless darkness
Earth's star awakens me.
Morning has broken.
Again.
But still
I fall as I rise.
I sleep as I wake
I cry as I laugh
Numb as I feel
Body moving,
Journey Nowhere.
From the cage of this silent void
Nature's wings sing to me.
Morning has broken.
Again.
But fast
I fall as I rise.
No sound as I speak
No hand as I reach
Dead as I live
Mind racing,
Journey Nowhere.
From the wretched selfish suffocating depths of my Despair!
Nothing awakens me.
Morning has broken.
Again.
Ending
I rise as I fall.
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Author:
sylviasearcher (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I started by calling this rise and my intention was that I would write myself up... but it just evolved not quite as I hoped. Maybe I have lost hope.
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Comments3
We all have these opposites in life but as long as you rise all is fine.
there are mornings when going for a pee is done resentfully, and bed gets crawled back into without eyes ever opening, and the only reason the birds don't get cursed is coz sleep stepped up so they weren't even heard for more a minute before that start of the day faded away ...before my mind fell under the strain into a sleep that wasted a chunk of my life again!
it will pass...it usually does
It's a like your stuck in a paradox....or purgatory
Fascinating very eerie yet enthralling.
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I could probably start and end most of my days with this one.
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