wanderingsoul
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abyss
the winter’s sky at midnight is a terrible thing
black as the ink that spills from my pen
abysmal in its depths like a black hole
a whirlpool of darkness
sucking from me all that is light
the winter stars have a cold and lifeless beauty
cutting like diamonds through the black
never illuminating, never giving relief
only pointing out the darkness
teasing me with what I cannot have
both reveal how small and insignificant
one single drop of ink must be
in a sea of black that has no shore
unnoticed, unrecognized, ignored
even when cast violently into its midst
both mock me, casting me into the void
of fear and anxiety that surrounds my soul
showing me the infinite stretching
of a universe without beginning or end
offering no hope of rest
neither proffers a promise of peace
no sense of safety surrounds me
leaving me to reach out desperately
to find no hand there to grasp mine
as I fall from the earth into the sky
Wrote this when I was 19, during a very dark period of my life. Forgot I had written it. Found it while reliving some memories. Remembered the night I wrote it--and went looking through old things until I found it. Kind of glad I did find it. Still feel that sometimes when looking at the night sky during winter. It is so cold and without comfort.
Last edited by wanderingsoul, 11/19/2003, 4:02 am
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And by and by my Soul returned to me, And answered "I Myself amd Heav'n and Hell"
Omar Khayyam
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11/19/2003, 12:20 am
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MarkL15
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Re: abyss
Really good poem luc, lets us see how a different state of mind can change the way we think, the way we see things. Interesting to know the state of mind you was in for this poem, as you write extremely well considering where your mind was at that time.Poem speaks to me of fear, eternal darkness and doubt, to look at the sky and not know what is in store for you, to look at the endless night and feel lost among the stars, to know no end and to feel so insignificant compared to the the vast universe, very deep dark poem, also very emotion felt although the numbness is present. Great poem Luc, as always.
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And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Goo Goo Dolls - iris
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11/23/2003, 3:32 pm
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jaytheCavetroll
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Re: abyss
Not bad i suppose, so much better than that sickening love stuff you seem to insist on writing. This one is dark still **** as its poetry but Mark has convinced me that poetry isn't that different from song lyrics. With that in mind these words would make an average song. I guess it means something and if i cared i would guess what or just read Marks reply. Anyway it was ok, will go find one to flame now. I'm asuming i wont have to look far.
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