Anybody?

Who walks with me
this day, this time?

Is this the moment
taken carelessly
from the chunks
of persistent sadness
attached to nothing,
except inside my
failing intuition?

Anybody?




Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2008-01-28 at 02:19

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Yes the moment is our to hold in whatever way is right for us my friend, sadness is all part of the concoction of moments, we call life. But! we choose and do not have to dwell in them to order! Our minds sometimes need telling who is boss. Smiling at you in this moment, wishing a happy day to come your way. Tai
2008-01-29


Kathy Lockhart
such sadness, such emptiness, i know where that place is inside oneself. It is a void that is full of silent noise blaring quietly at times and at other times comes full force from deep within showing the world of its strength in destruction of the one who harbors it. It rages in its solitude. Believe me, i know. I am that Anybody. Thankfully it has left me for now. I hope you find some peace as well.

Your poetry in such few words expresses depression so profoundly. kathy
2008-01-28