before the bang
what if this was your last day on earth?
what if you opened your eyes and the light was brighter than the sun?
what if every sense of feeling disappeared?
Imagine a world of serenity
the turmult inside of you is washed away
clear instead of clouded
the days to come are as good as none at all
we must live our lives always feeling, always breathing
i am no longer the master of my emotions
i am tired, not of this world
but of myself
strength i lack, no will to fight back
feels wrong
and yet i can not escape it
maybe together we can get somewhere
i hoped we would make it
and yet i am still drained
sufficated.
Poetry by one of many
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Written on 2009-05-22 at 22:42
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