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 Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 5:09 pm
Dying
I lie here.
Bleeding. Hoping. And trying to find a way out.
Praying that someone will hear my silent pain.
Screaming for who will listen.
Silent for who will not hear.
My strength is weakening.
I see death and suffering.
Is it me or another, I can not tell.
For I am too pained to tell.
Death is coming closer, closer.
I can feel it drawing nearer.
I am fading from what I was.
Becoming what I may.
For death has reached me.
Where I lay empty and waiting.
Silent, soul crying shrilly.
I am flying.
Still sorrowful.
I am gliding by as tears run down my face.
No one knows whether I am in life
or in death.
I am gone, gone and
no longer of this earth.
p.s. no rhyming intended
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 10:22 pm
The imagery made me think of someone slowly letting go of his/her own being, sort of in limbo, waiting for help but none coming in the nick of time.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 7:01 pm
I like it. I think you did a good job. smile ninja
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 2:44 pm
This made me want to cry . . .
I'm too emotional!!!
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